IF…We had an ADULT section what sort of content would it have?
How about
Subject: Haven’t you always wanted a bigger whistle?
No - too obvious.
What about
Subject: Fingering in a short roll
Now I’m ashamed of myself…
A few day’s ago in school and I were in an ensemble room together with two fiddlers. We had a big argument about what we ought to practise together. It ended up with me and one of the fiddlers were laying down on the floor, playing defeated defenders of the true art and the other one standing above me and with a vicious grin selected a few tunes from his music books. He selected an espessially bad tune so I stuck a flute up his… hrmm… well.
He pointed out that Irish wind players not only have a mental age of 6, 1/2, but also a very perverted mind. Well folks, I think we can safely say that we have proved the truth in that today. 
He selected an espessially bad tune so I stuck a flute up his… hrmm… well.
Just so long as you didn’t insert it transverse 
Think I’d better engage lurk mode again.
He selected an espessially bad tune so I stuck a flute up his… hrmm… well.
He’d have to have severe gastrointestinal problems in order to make it through an entire reel… And then, wouldn’t there be some rather disturbing undertones? 
Rather disturbing undertones… Well, that can describe a whole bunch of stuff
(or people 
) on this board
You can try antihistamines for the symptoms, but the oldest known effective cure is a red hot poker fed up the pipe to purify the channel.
Royce
I’m consciously disobeying the 401st commandment: “Thou shalt not forget thy end-blown flute, which hast been thine first love (Book of Tobit, 59:12).”
I heard that.
I thought ‘The Undertones’ were o.k.,though I did get sick of people singing “My perfect cousin,he’s called KEVIN” (! 
),all the time,and that Feargal Sharkey turning into the ‘New Wave’s answer to Val Doonican’ (Val WHO?)…
Feargal Sharkey turning into the ‘New Wave’s answer to Val Doonican’ (Val WHO?)…
All together now:
“Mister Patrick McGinty,
an Irishman of note,
Came into a fortune and
he bought himself a goat
Said he, “Sure of goat milk,
I aim to have my fill.”
But when he got his nanny home,
he found it was a Bill”
For the uninitiated - thiss was a song sung by Mr Val Doonican. I think I heard him sing it every Saturday night of my childhood…
Of course, I’m exaggerating. But only a little.
You’re not exaggerating by much at all- I think he used to alternate ‘Paddy McGinty’s goat’ with ‘The Jarvey and the Leprecaun’.
I still shudder when I see a rocking chair. 
Actually-when I was a kid we had a joke about him-something about he’d always sit in the rocking chair,cos if he stood up to sing, he’d Val ‘doon-again’!! (groan!)
My whistle is bigger than your whistle, and I have the pictures to prove it…
Hey Tyg-- please don’t tell them about the time I took you into my shop and showed you my equipment…
