I was looking for some photograph attachments in an old email account and found lots of notes that amused me. I can't tell if they're actually funny or if they just struck me in the right way at the moment I read them. Like this one.
I saw him on Friday in the [campus building], but I was busy playing the kazoo at the time, so we didn't talk.
I hadn't even remembered that I
had a kazoo in graduate school, but apparently I did and the playing of it sometimes prevented me from having conversations with boys I'd recently been mean to in relationships.
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Were you part of the all-girl kazoo band? That's where I got my kazoo in graduate school. Well, actually, I got them at the public library for the all-girl kazoo band. Obviously.
My kazoo years are a little fuzzy to me, but I don't think I was in the all-girl kazoo band. I seem to recall that I got my kazoo from E when she and Rex were working up a kazoo repertoire.
I think I can guess who was snubbed in the name of kazooing. Those were good times--happy, happy kazoos.
Like E. I think I also know who was not spoken to because of the kazoo playing. Ahhhh, such fond times.
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