Well do you?
We do.
They're called Tromboners.
Heh heh Trom-boners.
Yeah, we enjoy being immature at times.
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We got Adam a new (to him) trombone for his birthday this year. (Thank you Ebay) It was at the top of his wish list. It came early, and he saw the box delivered, so he got it early. He is very excited about being able to play on his very own instrument throughout high school.
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