TRUE STORY: A hard working accordion player, after another day of bar mitzvahs and Polish wedding receptions, parked outside his building. He got out, walked in, and found that the elevator wasnt working. (Accordion players dont make a lot of money and dont stay in the fanciest buildings.) He trudged up the six flights of stairs and as he was turning the key in his door, he realized that hed left his accordion in the back seat of his car! (They also dont generally live in fancy and safe neighborhoods.) He gasped, withdrew his key, and ran down the six flights and out to his car. But it was too late. The window of the back seat was smashed in and there were now two accordions in the back seat.* *(I learned to play the accordion as a boy. Unfortunately, or fortunately, perhaps, I forgot a very long time ago. It seemed that my old accordion weighed almost as much as I did, but I still miss it....a little.)
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 04:57:48 +0000
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