Me: Has Nothing To Do For Days
Me: has nothing to do for days
Me: gets hepatitis B vaccine
Me: has to do everything
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Virgil: When Patton dies, he wants to be turned into a coral reef
Logan: Roman wants to be shot into outer space
Logan: Boy, did we end up with weird people
Virgil: Yeah, but we love them regardless
Bi culture be like
Dark Hufflepuff Aesthetic (requested by Anonymous)
Who You Should Fight: Marching Band Edition
piccolo
who wins: them
don’t do it. don’t fight the piccolo player. just don’t.
flute
who wins: them
they were told you were challenging them for first chair. run while you still can.
clarinet
who wins: them
threaten you with their register key. forfeit for the sake of all.
saxophone
who wins: them
you are promptly deemed a “nerd” and stuffed in a band locker by the entire section even though you only wanted to fight one of them.
low reeds
who wins: no one
you yell increasingly bad sexual innuendos at each other across the band room for twenty minutes until you both get tired and go home.
mellophone
who wins: them
punches you in the face repeatedly on the offbeats of a sousa march playing in the background.
trumpet
who wins: you and then them
you win the fight easily while they’re giving their villainous monologue. entire trumpet section later jumps you in a dark hallway for disgracing one of their own.
trombone
who wins: no one
they get distracted halfway through the fight and wander off.
low brass
who wins: them
you mock them by making farting noises with your lips. they punch you in the stomach with their abnormally strong arms. you can’t breath properly for days.
pit percussion
who wins: you
pretend like you can’t tell the vibes, marimba, and xylophone apart. wait until they’re blind with rage, then run them over with the closest wheeled pit equipment.
drumline
who wins: them
show up to the fight with a shank fashioned out of a broken drum stick. proceed to kick ass.
drum major
who wins: them
calls you to attention (you can’t disobey!) and then waits until you faint from exhaustion.
color guard
who wins: them
have you ever watched one of these fuckers on the field? you’re screwed.
band director
who wins: them
just when you think you’ve won, they get up smiling and say “one more time!”
Practice and Perform
Practice like you’ve never won. Perform like you’ve never lost.
Virgil: If you’re anxious and you know it, clap your hands.
Virgil: *clap clap*
Virgil: If you’re tired and you know it, clap your hands.
Virgil: *clap clap*
Virgil: If you’re stressy and depressy and your life is kinda messy, if you’re dying and you know it clap your hands.
Virgil: *clap clap*
*running footsteps are heard before the door is blasted off its hinges*
Patton: NOT MY SON
Ha
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So I found a six foot pole, and upon realizing that it was only a little shorter than both @amazingphil and @danisnotonfire I decided to travel around the house with it to see what hardships would come with that height. Dan, Phil, I have to say you would not fare well with my house (I mean no bed jumping?)
It's about to be Hell Week...I mean TECH WEEK!
Me in the booth when I’m anxious to start the show but there’s nothing to do.
