One of those precious moments......
Oct. 2nd, 2002 10:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kayreDuring choir tonight, one of the directors glared at the altos, who were talking among themselves while said director was trying to... well, direct. The following dialogue transpired:
Alto: Oh, I’m sorry! This is what happens when I play bridge all afternoon!
Soprano: How many cups of coffee did you have?
Alto: About ten.
Soprano: That explains a lot! How many rubbers did you win?
Alto: Only one! It was really frustrating!
Basses: *muttermuttermutter*
Soprano, indignantly: It’s a bridge term!
*pause*
Mass hysteria ensues.
Alto: Oh, I’m sorry! This is what happens when I play bridge all afternoon!
Soprano: How many cups of coffee did you have?
Alto: About ten.
Soprano: That explains a lot! How many rubbers did you win?
Alto: Only one! It was really frustrating!
Basses: *muttermuttermutter*
Soprano, indignantly: It’s a bridge term!
*pause*
Mass hysteria ensues.
