More Malaprop
Mr. Chris Malaprop, upon the occasion of his sister's injuring a finger during horse play, delivered with nose in the air and in his most condescending tone: "I have no symphony for you!"
Perhaps I should introduce him to Tchaikovsky's Pathetique. Or maybe I should teach him the music my Nana thought most appropriate to that situation, played on the world's smallest violin.
Perhaps I should introduce him to Tchaikovsky's Pathetique. Or maybe I should teach him the music my Nana thought most appropriate to that situation, played on the world's smallest violin.