OK, then here goes.

A man goes into a bar with hi pet octopus under his arm. He offers the challenge that his octopus will play any instrument that anyone cares to produce [the usual forfeit of beers all round applying]. To cut a long story short, the octopus plays everything - saxophone, piano, fiddle, accordion, you name it. [ie. you can pan this tale out as long as you want!]. Then someone produces a set of bagpipes, and the octopus goes spare. All-in wrestling isn't in it! So the man has to buy a large round of drinks, disentangles his octopus from the bagpipes, and goes out in disgust. He complains to the octopus that he's really let him down - the octopus replies - what do you mean? I hadn't finished taking it's knickers off.

Can we go back to drummers now?