I may already have regrets

I am learning a song which requires a kazoo. So I unironically purchased a kazoo.

It arrived today. Cole is too excited.

Cole: “I can accompany you!”

Me: “No thank you.”

Cole: “We’ll be a double act!”

Me: “No.”

Cole: “We can be called: KAZOOKULELE”

Me: “I hate you.”

Cole: “It’s not just about the notes you play. It’s also about the notes you don’t play.”

Me: “I hate you so much.”

Cole: “It’s called Experimental Jazz Kazoo.”

Me: “Stop. Please. Just… enough.”

Cole: “IT’S WHO I AM!!!”

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