I was googling hyppytyynytyydytys (‘bouncy cushion satisfaction’ in Finnish, of course), and discovered that amateur orchestras are still the home of painstakingly recorded ‘funny’, usually vaguely double entendre-ish quotes. Is it all the blowing (oh no! it’s addictive) to blame? Or raging hormones combined with limited social skills? No need to answer, I’m really addressing my fifteen-year-old self in this post. I *was* a teenage dork.

“In the TV series “Let Us Trim Our Hair in Accordance With Socialist Lifestyle” unruly-haired men are singled out and their names and addresses publicised.” (BBC)
Bad news for me: “No matter how good the clothes, if one does not wear tidy shoes, one’s personality will be downgraded.”

I’m finally back in the land of the living. Much fun was had. Please god there aren’t many photos.
Oh, and we made up a new game – stealth tequila body shots.