I had a friend stop by the other day. She helped me move my new piano into my room at the “Y”. She said that I needed to get some flowers to sit atop the instrument. So, I saw this guy in a van under some overpass and bought a dozen yellow roses.
Do you know what I love even more than roses on my piano? Answer after the jump…
Wow. That’s really terrible. This is a joke my dad would tell and then he’d get that quiet shoulder-shaking laugh of his…where he’s all amused with himself.
I think those are roses on the organ and not tulips, by the way. But I still got it!!!
oh, chuckalicious hehehe