Tuesday, March 10, 2009

He didn't stop playing!

I don't get it. The bald guy paid him. Why didn't he stop playing?

-- Badtux the Snarky Penguin


  1. Must be like the street corner musicians here, playing to make some money.

  2. once, during my celebrated blue period in san francisco i was at the flophouse where i flopped. it was built around a central courtyard. there was a street musician type on the fire escape, practicing his bagpipes. catcalls, pleas to stop, even a few missles hurled. finally the exhasperated piper shouted to the windows "where should i practice?"

    there was a short pause, then, a disembodied voice replied:



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