Margarita,
I already know more about you than I should. The next I see you singing your most serious song, I'm going to have visions of you bowing to your judo instructor, why do you do these things to us? Now everytime I see a trumpet blower, I'm going to imagine the waters flowing and gushing from the the horn.
At a sing (song circle) a participant excused himself to the rest room,leaned his guitar on the chair and went.He returned, sat down and patiently waited for two more songs and came his turn. Raised his guitar and announced his song, key of c and began except his guitar was sourly out of tune thanks to his buddy sitting next to him. He grinned and said "Gotcha"
Mudjack