lunatic asylum....
It was vistor's day at the lunatic asylum.
All the inmates were standing in the courtyard and singing "Ave Maria."
They were singing it beautifully. But oddly, each of them was
holding a red apple in one hand and tapping it rhythmically with a pencil.
A visitor listened in wonder to the performance and then approached the conductor.
"I am a retired choir director, he added....
"This is one of the best choirs I have ever heard."
"Yes, I am very proud of them," said the conductor.
"You should take them on tour," said the visitor.... "What are they called?"
"Surely that's obvious," replied the conductor.
"They're the Moron Tapanapple Choir."
All the inmates were standing in the courtyard and singing "Ave Maria."
They were singing it beautifully. But oddly, each of them was
holding a red apple in one hand and tapping it rhythmically with a pencil.
A visitor listened in wonder to the performance and then approached the conductor.
"I am a retired choir director, he added....
"This is one of the best choirs I have ever heard."
"Yes, I am very proud of them," said the conductor.
"You should take them on tour," said the visitor.... "What are they called?"
"Surely that's obvious," replied the conductor.
"They're the Moron Tapanapple Choir."
