LVSteve
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Yesterday I wandered into the kitchen whistling my interpretation (AKA murder of) of a classical music tune.
"What's that?" asked my wife.
"Oh, Anitra's Dance, from the Peer Gynt suite".
WHAM!!!


I'm now lying on the kitchen floor with my beloved looming over me with a heavy kitchen implement.
"OK, Bucko," she screams, "no more visits to your buddy Pete Gynt at his 'suite'. Oh, and if I catch up with that Anita, her dancing days are over!"
Guess my wife is not a fan of classical music.
[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SM7e3D3Yio[/ame]
"What's that?" asked my wife.
"Oh, Anitra's Dance, from the Peer Gynt suite".
WHAM!!!



I'm now lying on the kitchen floor with my beloved looming over me with a heavy kitchen implement.

"OK, Bucko," she screams, "no more visits to your buddy Pete Gynt at his 'suite'. Oh, and if I catch up with that Anita, her dancing days are over!"
Guess my wife is not a fan of classical music.

[ame]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SM7e3D3Yio[/ame]
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