Lisa: What was that?
John: I didn't hear anything.
John gets out to look. Squished trombone.
The kid is standing there looking at them like he doesn't care. So Lisa and John drive off.
Sat Sep 06 2003 12:45 An amusing story from John:
Yesterday John decided to work an extra hour so he could get a ride home from his supervisor, Lisa. So, at 5:00 they get in the car, which, incidentally, is parked in the parking lot where the band practice. Lisa puts the car into gear and *crunch*.