Music Class

Joke #1 - At the Saint Stevie Wonder School of Music and Soul, students are taught to rock out before being chemically blinded.

Joke #2 - "No no, Marjorie. It's '...to any god OR government'. Not 'AND'. Let's try again from verse five... No his mind is not for rent..."

Joke #3 - "Wait! Father Charles! I heard it again! I think someone's here. Or, did you just cough and say 'this is boring' in a low whisper?"

Joke #4 - "...happy birrrth-day Father-Released-Pending-Further-Investigaaaa-tion. Happy birrth-day, too youuuuuu."

Joke #5 - "Excuse me. I don't think there's anything wrong with the action on this piano."

Joke #6 - "All right children. I'm blind, but I can still smell, you know."

Joke #7 - "No, I'm sorry Randy. Your armpit solo isn't until after the second chorus. Let's try again. 'The king of glory comes, the nation rejoices...'".

[Commenter jokes will be added to the post.   -Mgmt.]

Joke #8 is from Sue. Well joked, Sue! - (Did you get a good look at the little girl on the left?) "Cindy, we do not bitch slap like those hoodlums at The Ike Turner School of Blues and Funk!"


Joke #9 come to us from Fil, with a new spelling. Thanks, other Fil! - Father Joe's Music Outreach provided the chance of a lifetime for culture-deprived crackers: A week-long stay in the homes of various 'almost was' bluesicians. In this photo, Blind Lemon Pledge, notorious foul-mouthed junkie, threatens to stop playing and start punching 'blindly' if someone doesn't get her a smoke, pronto.