A Note at a Bar

A C, an E-flat, and a G to into a bar. The bartender says, "Sorry, but we don't serve minors" so the E-flat leaves and the C and G have an open fifth between them. After a few drinks, the fifth is diminished and the G is out flat. An F comes in and tries to augment the situation but is not sharp enough.

A D comes into the bar and heads straight for the bathroom saying, "Excuse me, I'll just be a second." Then an A comes into the bar but the bartender is not convinced that this relative of C is not a minor. Then the bartender notices a B-flat hiding at the end of a bar and exclaims, "Get out now. You're the seventh minor I've found in this bar tonight."

The E-flat comes back to the bar in a 3-piece suit with nicely shined shoes. The bartender says, "You're looking sharp tonight, come on in! This could be a major development." This proves to be the case as the E-flat takes off the suit and stands there au natural.

Eventually, the C sobers up, and realizes in horror that he's under a rest. The C is brought to trial, is found guilty contributing to the diminution of a minor, and is sentenced to 10 years of DS without Coda at an upscale correctional facility. On appeal, however, the C is found innocent of any wrongdoing, even accidental, and that all accusations to the contrary are bassless.

The bartender, because he's only had tenor so patrons, when the soprano out in the bathroom and everything becoming alto much treble, decides he needs a rest and closes the bar.

Cheers.
-wtk