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2002-08-22 11:59 PM Eine Kleine... The ice cream truck that goes through our neighbourhood plays “Eine Kleine Nachtmusik”. What annoys me is this: I used to have a keychain that played it, but it played the next few bars of music that the ice cream truck does not play.
If you ever want to drive me over the edge, play a scale on the piano, but not the last note. I have to run up to the piano and hit the key. I can’t stand it. <>-<>-<> Happy Full Moon! Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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