My staff says that I’m okay.
So then why are you always in treble?
Not me. I safely reached second bass.
Careful, I am keeping notes.
Priests attract women by the score. [hat tip: Joyce]
Darn those priests! If women didn’t go for them, the us ordinary guys wood winds.
The winds of change are blowing.
I reed your post, Beck, and I agree.
To make a statement like that, you must have brass balls.
It’s a cymbal of things to come.
Ouch, that’s like a stick hitting my tympanic membrane.
Or getting caught in a snare.
Don’t go around percussion like that.
I wouldn’t, and that guarantee comes with no strings attached.
Or bows, I’ll bet.
Ah, Beck, I can see that music puns are your forte.
I think this might be a reprise.
Maybe we need to put these music puns on hold.
Are we calling ‘coda’?
I guess the music puns are falling a little flat.