"One day there was a tasty little band in Southern Indiana. Well okay they were not a very tasty band,
but they had spirit, and that was really all that mattered to them. So any way one tasty day in the
middle of July this tasty little band were all sitting around being lazy under a peach tree, drinking
Cherry Coke and eating tasty sandwiches the band dads had made them after a hard days band camp. Then
all of a sudden a flock of evil giant rabid clams flew in on pink and red striped ostriches stole all
of there tasty sandwiches. All the band members were sad and sought out revenge to get there tasty
sandwiches back. They all went and got there instruments, because they figured with there beautiful
playing, the flock of evil giant rabid clams that stole there tasty sandwiches would give them there
tasty sandwiches back. Well the band set off chasing after the flock of evil giant rabid clams who
stole there tasty sandwiches, then they spot them. Sitting under a large oak tree in the park down
the road at the corner of the streets between that one place and the other one, were Elvis was once
spotted by an eccentric woman who had a lot of cats and was always were this one dress, and people
always swore that she was insane......... any way........ the band took out there instruments, and
started playing a tasty little tune that they were learning for there tasty little marching show,
when all of a sudden the flock of evil giant rabid clams burst into flames, there music was that bad......
The moral of this story is never leave milk in the car with the windows rolled up."