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FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DO NOT KNOW

THIS IS A TRUMPET

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THIS IS A TROMBONE

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THIS IS A TUBA

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AND THIS IS A FRENCH HORN

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THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME

You mean trumpet

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Slidey Trumpet

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Big ass trumpet

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Drunk Trumpet

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I’M GONNA PUNCH YOU

My sides

AT LEAST YOUR INSTRUMENTS LOOK DIFFERENT 

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those are some fancy guitars

EXCUSE YOU THAT IS A BASS, A VIOLIN, A FIDDLE, AND A VIOLA

Those are big mama violin and her little violings

String trumpets.

THATS NOT A BASS YOU DICK THATS A CELLO GET UR FUCKIN STRING INSTRUMENTS RIGHT JFC

things heating up in the orchestra fandom

I know what a trumpet is I play one

Time to reblog this and give my friends a stroke

Being a past trumpet player and now a French horn this post makes me very angery

I tap keys

But hey what about

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Wow… Those are really strange trumpets, where did you get them from?

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What about this six-string viola I found?

acoustic trumpet

#m gonna punch you

Violins is never the solution

my favourite instrument is this weird fiddle

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oh look its gotten worse since I last seen it

Those are all some pretty weird saxophones

Don’t bring sax into it, there are children on this site. Sax and violins, that’s all y’all ever want to talk about on this site.

nuh uh we also like to talk about trumpets

hey, @tooweirdtoolivetoogaytodie HOW DID YOU GET IN MY HOUSE?! THATS MY WEIRD FIDDLE

:O NO WAY

i didnt know triangles were so unique

like, I didn’t know that fiddles were so developed…

@i-like-pandas5 another beautiful post

horrors something tells me you used the wrong blog

awn, fuck.

eh close enough

you reblogged it you did good enough

“The Abnormality Control Agency is not responsible for any psycho-cognitive damage caused by this post.”
-The Council

is this post canon to the lore

Fuck it, why not. The security guard who posted this got immediately shot to death tho.

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Police want to speak to anyone from the 1970s.

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chloefraazers:

“i’m gonna make sure she slows.” | Red Dead Redemption 2 (2018)

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that-one-percent-germ-deactivat:

Reblog to heal the heart of the person you reblogged this from.

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itspapillonnoir:

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RED DEAD REDEMPTION II ᨖ

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Keep reading

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havingapoemwithyou:

I wake up in your bed. I know I have been dreaming. Much earlier, the alarm broke us from each other, you’ve been at your desk for hours. I know what I dreamed: our friend the poet comes into my room where I’ve been writing for days, drafts, carbons, poems are scattered everywhere, and I want to show her one poem which is the poem of my life. But I hesitate, and wake. You’ve kissed my hair to wake me. I dreamed you were a poem, I say, a poem I wanted to show someone . . . and I laugh and fall dreaming again of the desire to show you to everyone I love, to move openly together in the pull of gravity, which is not simple, which carries the feathered grass a long way down the upbreathing air.ALT

twenty-one love poems, II by Adrienne Rich

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anarchywoofwoof:

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from nebraska earlier today. this has got to be some of the craziest tornado footage i have ever seen. from @nickgormanwx

This one had us sitting in a corridor for an hour at work. #tornadodrill

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havingapoemwithyou:

Ray at 14 BY DORIANNE LAUX Bless this boy, born with the strong face of my older brother, the one I loved most, who jumped with me from the roof of the playhouse, my hand in his hand. On Friday nights we watched Twilight Zone and he let me hold the bowl of popcorn, a blanket draped over our shoulders, saying, Don't be afraid. I was never afraid when I was with my big brother who let me touch the baseball-size muscles living in his arms, who carried me on his back through the lonely neighborhood, held tight to the fender of my bike until I made him let go. The year he was fourteen he looked just like Ray, and when he died at twenty-two on a roadside in Germany I thought he was gone forever. But Ray runs into the kitchen: dirty T-shirt, torn jeans, pushes back his sleeve. He says, Feel my muscle, and I do.ALT

ray at 14 by Dorianne Laux

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