*Slight* thread creep here, but...

I used to live in the Detroit area -- which is not *too* far from Elderly Instruments (Lansing's folk music mecca). One evening, during a sing, the subject of Elderly Instruments came up, and everyone was talking about the last time they'd managed to get there.

It seemed I was the only person in the room who had never been to the place, so I boldly (but unwisely!) stated that I was an "Elderly Virgin"...

The room got very quiet. I turned bright red. "Let me rephrase that..." I said, as everyone else fell over laughing.

Good luck, brucie!

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