הקונסרבטוריון הוירטואלי

[God]

סליחה על האנגלית....


One day, a C, an E-flat, and a G go into a bar. The
bartender says, "Sorry, but we don't serve minors." So
the E-flat leaves and the C and the G have an open
fifth between them. After a few drinks, the fifth is
diminished. The G is out flat.

An F comes in and tries to augment the situation, but
is not sharp enough. A D comes into the bar and heads
straight for the bathroom saying, "Excuse me. I'll
just be a second." An A comes into the bar, but the
bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is
not a minor. Then the bartender notices a B-flat
hiding at the end of the bar and exclaims, "Get out
now! You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar
tonight."

The E-flat, not easily deflated, comes back the next
night in a 3-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The
bartender (who used to have a nice corporate job until
his company downsized) says, "You're looking sharp
tonight. Come on in! This could be a major
development." This proves to be the case as the E-flat
takes off the suit, and everything else, and stands
there au naturel. Eventually, the C sobers up and
realizes in horror that he's under a rest.

The C is brought to trial, is found guilty of
contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is
sentenced to 10 years of D.S. without a coda at an
upscale correctional facility. On appeal, however, the
C is found innocent of any wrongdoing, even
accidental, and that all accusations to the contrary
are bassless. The bartender decides, however, that
since he's only had tenor so patrons, the soprano out
in the bathroom, and everything has become alto much
trebel, he needs a rest - and closes the bar.