First of all, if my kittens don’t stop jumping up on the bathroom counter after I have specifically and repeatedly told them no, I’m going to flay them alive and hang them from my balcony. (Dear Humane Society: I am obviously kidding. Please don’t fire me.) Is this what it’s like to have kids? Only, y’know, cuter?
Second of all:
Q. What’s the difference between the first and last desk of a viola section?
A. Usually not more than a couple of beats.