I love musician jokes. You know, ones like why do drummers always stand outside your front door? Because they never know when to come in. Or, what do you call a beautiful woman on a trombonist’s arm? A tattoo.
The poor musician’s car is almost a joke in itself, usually an old van, or since those aren’t so common any more, a clapped-out hatchback filled to the gills with equipment. If you see one on the road, pass it with caution as you know the driver doesn’t have comprehensive insurance.
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