RANDOM STUFF @ 8
MORE ON THE CONTIUATION OF: MARCHING BAND: BEHIND THE PLUMES
(KEY TERMS: NNBD-neo nazi band director…SSL-squad section leader)
Our unfortunate hero (arpunk227) suffers through the morning effects of marching band…warm ups
NNBD#2: All right everyone let us play our tuning note (B flat concert pitch)
(Everyone obey and this continues for several more hours…)
Random Flute Player: Um…why are we doing this?
NNBD#2: QUIET FOOL! DO YOU WANT TO SOUND PRETTY? OR DO YOU WANT TO SUFFER…
Random Flute Player: No-besides, no one can hear the flutes any ways…oh! And can I use the bathroom?
NNBD#2: NO! FLUTE SECTION SQUAD LEADER!
SSL-Flute: Yes master…
NNBD#2: TAKE THIS MORTAL TO "THE BOX"
Random Flute Player: No! Not that! Not "THE BOX"….
NNBD#2: YES MY PRETTY LITTLE FLUTE PLAYER…THE BOX…BWHA HA HA! (Thunder sound-effect in the background…)
Random Flute Player: NO! HELP ME SOMEONE! PLEASE…AAH!
(Flute player is taken away to corner where she stands there sobbing her head off…)
NNBD#2: BHWA HA HA…huh…um…WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT!
(Everyone begins to look away…one person randomly whistles….)
NNBD#2: DO SCALES, DAMN IT, AND DO THEM NOW!
Thus this is what every morning is like (arpunk227 in background: and it sucks too! *once again arpunk227 is beaten up by a SSL * OW! God Bless America!)
Morning practice continues…then the sun comes up…Very slowly and painfully…
Arpunk227: OW! My eyes! I can't see anything!
Clarinet Player #12: I think I'm going blind…(wanders and immediately gets run over by a herd of tuba players…) AAH! The pain! Oh the humanity! (Gets trampled by blasted tubas)
Arpunk227: (quickly brings up another topic) They really need some taller trees
Clarinet Player #8: That about those over there? (Points over to some low lining greenery)
Arpunk227: Those are shrubs…
Clarinet Player #8: Then what is that? (Points at some random object)
Arpunk227: Um…that's not a tree…its some band people making out or something…ick! (Sees clarinet #5 making out with random tuba player)
Clarinet Player #5: (yelling) Bite me wench!
Arpunk227: (sighs) Darn sun…where's our NNBD#1?
Clarinet Player#8: I think she's inside trying to find our coordinate plots-
Clarinet Player #15 (randomly shows up): No she isn't fool-she's brainwashing the drum majors…you have to realize this now (mutters: god you freaking moron!)
Clarinet Player #8: huh? (Cocks head and blinks rapidly)
Clarinet Player #15: Ugh…LOOK! All of the drum majors in the program have to be brainwashed before they are placed into work…
Arpunk227: Um…that's…um…interesting…very interesting (random comment: I like puppies…they're soft and cuddly…)
Clarinet Player #15: Goodness…you underclassman make me sick!
SSL: (Shouting) Clarinet Player No. 15!
Clarinet Player #15: Huh…
SSL: Where is your coordinate book and sheet!
Clarinet Player #15: Um…its at home…
SSL: YOU shall come with ME!
Clarinet Player #15: Why…
SSL: Because I told you SO!
(Clarinet Player #15 is dragged by SSL…into the evil band hall!)
(Background Noise-Clarinet Player #15: NOOO! SOMEONE HELP ME….)
Arpunk227: um…who wants to have an early lunch?
Clarinet Player #8: Yea!
MORE ON THE CONTIUATION OF: MARCHING BAND: BEHIND THE PLUMES
(KEY TERMS: NNBD-neo nazi band director…SSL-squad section leader)
Our unfortunate hero (arpunk227) suffers through the morning effects of marching band…warm ups
NNBD#2: All right everyone let us play our tuning note (B flat concert pitch)
(Everyone obey and this continues for several more hours…)
Random Flute Player: Um…why are we doing this?
NNBD#2: QUIET FOOL! DO YOU WANT TO SOUND PRETTY? OR DO YOU WANT TO SUFFER…
Random Flute Player: No-besides, no one can hear the flutes any ways…oh! And can I use the bathroom?
NNBD#2: NO! FLUTE SECTION SQUAD LEADER!
SSL-Flute: Yes master…
NNBD#2: TAKE THIS MORTAL TO "THE BOX"
Random Flute Player: No! Not that! Not "THE BOX"….
NNBD#2: YES MY PRETTY LITTLE FLUTE PLAYER…THE BOX…BWHA HA HA! (Thunder sound-effect in the background…)
Random Flute Player: NO! HELP ME SOMEONE! PLEASE…AAH!
(Flute player is taken away to corner where she stands there sobbing her head off…)
NNBD#2: BHWA HA HA…huh…um…WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT!
(Everyone begins to look away…one person randomly whistles….)
NNBD#2: DO SCALES, DAMN IT, AND DO THEM NOW!
Thus this is what every morning is like (arpunk227 in background: and it sucks too! *once again arpunk227 is beaten up by a SSL * OW! God Bless America!)
Morning practice continues…then the sun comes up…Very slowly and painfully…
Arpunk227: OW! My eyes! I can't see anything!
Clarinet Player #12: I think I'm going blind…(wanders and immediately gets run over by a herd of tuba players…) AAH! The pain! Oh the humanity! (Gets trampled by blasted tubas)
Arpunk227: (quickly brings up another topic) They really need some taller trees
Clarinet Player #8: That about those over there? (Points over to some low lining greenery)
Arpunk227: Those are shrubs…
Clarinet Player #8: Then what is that? (Points at some random object)
Arpunk227: Um…that's not a tree…its some band people making out or something…ick! (Sees clarinet #5 making out with random tuba player)
Clarinet Player #5: (yelling) Bite me wench!
Arpunk227: (sighs) Darn sun…where's our NNBD#1?
Clarinet Player#8: I think she's inside trying to find our coordinate plots-
Clarinet Player #15 (randomly shows up): No she isn't fool-she's brainwashing the drum majors…you have to realize this now (mutters: god you freaking moron!)
Clarinet Player #8: huh? (Cocks head and blinks rapidly)
Clarinet Player #15: Ugh…LOOK! All of the drum majors in the program have to be brainwashed before they are placed into work…
Arpunk227: Um…that's…um…interesting…very interesting (random comment: I like puppies…they're soft and cuddly…)
Clarinet Player #15: Goodness…you underclassman make me sick!
SSL: (Shouting) Clarinet Player No. 15!
Clarinet Player #15: Huh…
SSL: Where is your coordinate book and sheet!
Clarinet Player #15: Um…its at home…
SSL: YOU shall come with ME!
Clarinet Player #15: Why…
SSL: Because I told you SO!
(Clarinet Player #15 is dragged by SSL…into the evil band hall!)
(Background Noise-Clarinet Player #15: NOOO! SOMEONE HELP ME….)
Arpunk227: um…who wants to have an early lunch?
Clarinet Player #8: Yea!