When Words Fail, Music Speaks club; Tuesday, 5pm. [ 11/04 ]

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It was a good thing that there wasn't much to set up for music club, because Chad was finding himself completely distracted by the little red elephants and blue donkeys prancing around the room. Distracted, actually, wasn't heavy enough of a word. Fascinated, mesmerized, hypnotized seemed much better.

They were just so damn cute! If even a little confusing for him.

By the time everyone came in, he just shook his head, not taking his eyes off of them; they seemed to be dividing, and holding little rallies among themselves.

"Yeah," he said slowly to the group, "I...got nothing. Let's just play or something."

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Re: Jamming -- 11/04.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Fandom can be cute," she said, reaching out to tap the head of a particular elephant who was trying to play with her finger with its long red trunk. "I neither, pay much attention."

Re: Jamming -- 11/04.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Do you think," Chad wondered, "if we asked them, they'd play something patriotic?"

Re: Jamming -- 11/04.

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

Penelope giggled again. "It would be amusing to try, wouldn't it?"

To the wee animals she asked, "Play for us, will you?" Glancing over at Chad, she smiled. The red elephants and blue donkeys seemed to understand her perfectly and lined up on the appropriate keys and started playing Yankee Doodle.

Re: Jamming -- 11/04.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Those," Chad decided, a little awe-struck, "are the coolest little elephants and donkeys I have ever seen."