Expecting the devil not to be a jerk when he’s teaching you how to play viola is like expecting common decency out of Bill O’Reilly.

“Your fingering is atrocius.”

“That was terrible. I almost soiled myself. It was that awful”

“Have you considered surgery to insert a rod into your spine? It might help your posture.”

“I wouldn’t even call that a ‘G’. I don’t know what that was, but it sure wasn’t on any alphabet I know.”

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