there ain't no insanity clause
There are twelve yellow ukuleles sitting in my living room.
Twelve ukuleles is a lot of tuning. I can say this quite confidently, even though I have thus far tuned only six. I shall have to keep tuning them over and over again now for a week at least before they remain even vaguely in tune for longer than an hour.
It's going to be a long week. (How can it be longer than the last?!)
The last taut strings of my sanity have obviously snapped: I am starting an ukulele club at school.
*twang*
Twelve ukuleles is a lot of tuning. I can say this quite confidently, even though I have thus far tuned only six. I shall have to keep tuning them over and over again now for a week at least before they remain even vaguely in tune for longer than an hour.
It's going to be a long week. (How can it be longer than the last?!)
The last taut strings of my sanity have obviously snapped: I am starting an ukulele club at school.
*twang*
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