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CHAPTER 28- THE BASS CLARINETISTS GO BALLISTIC (FINALLY!)
One day in band, Mike being the complete idiot that he is walked up to the bassoon players because he felt like getting in an argument.
"I despise bassoon players," he said. "Especially bassoon players named Katie, Nicole and Meghan."
"That's the best diss you can come up with?" said Meghan. "Dang you're pathetic."
The bass clarinet players walked to their seats.
"Oh man, more violence?" they asked.
"Why, you whimpy little bass clarinetists can't handle the sight of blood?" Mike asked.
"We can, but Buddah and the 36 Laws of Concertism discourge violence so therefore we're against violence," one of the bas clarinetists said.
"Well screw Buddah!" Mike yelled.
Everyone else who was in the bandroom stopped what they were doing to watch the conflict between Mike and the bass clarinetists.
"Hey, don't insult our god!" the other bass clarinetist said.
"Uh-oh they're getting angry," Katie said.
"Take cover! This will be nuclear!" Andy yelled.
Everyone except Mike and the other saxophone players and the bass clarinetists ran into the band locker room and watched from there.
"Buddah was a gay person who had gay ideas," a saxophone player said.
"And let's not forget the uni-brow!" Mike added.
"Stop it!" the bass clarinetists yelled.
"Look at me! I'm Buddah! I'm a whimp with the uni-brow!" Mike yelled.
"Say Buddah, what is the meaning of life?" another saxophone player asked.
"Duh...I dunno!" Mike said stupidly.
Mike and the saxophone players started laughing. The bass clarinetists got madder and madder.
"Any minute now," said Andy.
"Goozoo fraba, goozoo fraba, goozoo fraba....." the bass clarinetists muttered to themselves.
"What kinda crap is goozzoo fraba? The only thing Buddah knew how to say? Man was he stupid then!" another saxophone player said. "Violence isn't the answer, violence ins't the answer........VIOLENCE IS THE ANSWER!!!!! DIE MIKE DIE!!!!!!!" the bass clarinetists yelled.
They picked up their bass clarinets and began beating Mike and the saxophone players with them. In less than 5 minutes the saxophone players and Mike were laying unconcious on the ground. Then the bass clarinetists were still mad about what Mike and the other saxophone players said about Buddah that they began running around the room breaking whatever instrument they came across. Keys, reeds and valves went flying. Chairs tipped over and music stands broke.
"SAVE THE INSTRUMENTS!" Karyn yelled.
Everyone who was hiding in the locker room grabbed whatever instruments were not broken and put them in the locker room. Then several people grabbed the bass clarinetists.
"LET GO OF US OR WE'LL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF!!!!" they yelled.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they started foaming at the mouth," someone said.
"WHOEVER SAID THAT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!" one of the bass clarinetists yelled.
"Let's lock them in a practice room," said Schellen.
Everyone locked the bass clarinetists in a practice room. The bass clarinetists ran into the door over and over to try to break it down but it didn't work, so they began running around in circles, ripping organized music scores off the shelves and ripping all the parts out all over the floor. Everyone stood on the other side of the practice room, watching them.
"Mr. Reiderer is gonna be mad," a trombone player said.
"Ok everyone...WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?" Mr. Reiderer yelled.
Everyone turned around. There were tipped over chairs, broken music stands and instruments and unconcious saxophone players everywhere.
"WELL? I'D LIKE AN EXPLANATION!" Mr. Reiderer yelled.
No one said anything.
"Fine. Mr. Shaw will deal with this then," Mr. Reiderer said angrily.
"Ok ok. Here goes: the bass clarinetists went crazy and they did it," said Michelle.
"Yeah right. The bass clarinetists would never hurt a fly," said Mr. Reiderer. "Since you obviously refuse to tell me the truth than you all are staying after school today to clean up this mess. Except for the bass clarinetists because they're my favorite students."
Mr. Reiderer walked away. Everyone groaned.
AFTER SCHOOL..
The bass clarinetists were still going crazy in the practice room while everyone else cleaned up the mess they made. Mike and the saxophone players were concious again and everyone was yelling at them.
"Way to go you ding-dings," Katie snapped at them.
"Mike you disgraced all of the seniors like me in band forever," Jackie snapped.
"Hey, let's feed them to the bass clarinetists!" Meghan declared.
"Yeah! Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!" everyone but Mike and the saxophone players yelled.
"Uh-oh! AAAAAAAAAH!" Mike and the saxophone players yelled.
They ran out of the bandroom. Soon everyone else finished cleaning up. They checked on the bass clarinetists. They were still going crazy but not as bad as before. Everyone decided to leave them locked up until tomorrow because they didn't wanna take any chances. Then they left.
CHAPTER 28- THE BASS CLARINETISTS GO BALLISTIC (FINALLY!)
One day in band, Mike being the complete idiot that he is walked up to the bassoon players because he felt like getting in an argument.
"I despise bassoon players," he said. "Especially bassoon players named Katie, Nicole and Meghan."
"That's the best diss you can come up with?" said Meghan. "Dang you're pathetic."
The bass clarinet players walked to their seats.
"Oh man, more violence?" they asked.
"Why, you whimpy little bass clarinetists can't handle the sight of blood?" Mike asked.
"We can, but Buddah and the 36 Laws of Concertism discourge violence so therefore we're against violence," one of the bas clarinetists said.
"Well screw Buddah!" Mike yelled.
Everyone else who was in the bandroom stopped what they were doing to watch the conflict between Mike and the bass clarinetists.
"Hey, don't insult our god!" the other bass clarinetist said.
"Uh-oh they're getting angry," Katie said.
"Take cover! This will be nuclear!" Andy yelled.
Everyone except Mike and the other saxophone players and the bass clarinetists ran into the band locker room and watched from there.
"Buddah was a gay person who had gay ideas," a saxophone player said.
"And let's not forget the uni-brow!" Mike added.
"Stop it!" the bass clarinetists yelled.
"Look at me! I'm Buddah! I'm a whimp with the uni-brow!" Mike yelled.
"Say Buddah, what is the meaning of life?" another saxophone player asked.
"Duh...I dunno!" Mike said stupidly.
Mike and the saxophone players started laughing. The bass clarinetists got madder and madder.
"Any minute now," said Andy.
"Goozoo fraba, goozoo fraba, goozoo fraba....." the bass clarinetists muttered to themselves.
"What kinda crap is goozzoo fraba? The only thing Buddah knew how to say? Man was he stupid then!" another saxophone player said. "Violence isn't the answer, violence ins't the answer........VIOLENCE IS THE ANSWER!!!!! DIE MIKE DIE!!!!!!!" the bass clarinetists yelled.
They picked up their bass clarinets and began beating Mike and the saxophone players with them. In less than 5 minutes the saxophone players and Mike were laying unconcious on the ground. Then the bass clarinetists were still mad about what Mike and the other saxophone players said about Buddah that they began running around the room breaking whatever instrument they came across. Keys, reeds and valves went flying. Chairs tipped over and music stands broke.
"SAVE THE INSTRUMENTS!" Karyn yelled.
Everyone who was hiding in the locker room grabbed whatever instruments were not broken and put them in the locker room. Then several people grabbed the bass clarinetists.
"LET GO OF US OR WE'LL RIP YOUR HEADS OFF!!!!" they yelled.
"I wouldn't be surprised if they started foaming at the mouth," someone said.
"WHOEVER SAID THAT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!" one of the bass clarinetists yelled.
"Let's lock them in a practice room," said Schellen.
Everyone locked the bass clarinetists in a practice room. The bass clarinetists ran into the door over and over to try to break it down but it didn't work, so they began running around in circles, ripping organized music scores off the shelves and ripping all the parts out all over the floor. Everyone stood on the other side of the practice room, watching them.
"Mr. Reiderer is gonna be mad," a trombone player said.
"Ok everyone...WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?" Mr. Reiderer yelled.
Everyone turned around. There were tipped over chairs, broken music stands and instruments and unconcious saxophone players everywhere.
"WELL? I'D LIKE AN EXPLANATION!" Mr. Reiderer yelled.
No one said anything.
"Fine. Mr. Shaw will deal with this then," Mr. Reiderer said angrily.
"Ok ok. Here goes: the bass clarinetists went crazy and they did it," said Michelle.
"Yeah right. The bass clarinetists would never hurt a fly," said Mr. Reiderer. "Since you obviously refuse to tell me the truth than you all are staying after school today to clean up this mess. Except for the bass clarinetists because they're my favorite students."
Mr. Reiderer walked away. Everyone groaned.
AFTER SCHOOL..
The bass clarinetists were still going crazy in the practice room while everyone else cleaned up the mess they made. Mike and the saxophone players were concious again and everyone was yelling at them.
"Way to go you ding-dings," Katie snapped at them.
"Mike you disgraced all of the seniors like me in band forever," Jackie snapped.
"Hey, let's feed them to the bass clarinetists!" Meghan declared.
"Yeah! Sacrifice! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!" everyone but Mike and the saxophone players yelled.
"Uh-oh! AAAAAAAAAH!" Mike and the saxophone players yelled.
They ran out of the bandroom. Soon everyone else finished cleaning up. They checked on the bass clarinetists. They were still going crazy but not as bad as before. Everyone decided to leave them locked up until tomorrow because they didn't wanna take any chances. Then they left.