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The Thin Line be­tween Clean and Dirty

Ital­ian mu­si­cian in bro­ken Eng­lish: Ex­cuse… Can you… wash… my in­stru­ment?
Agent: What?
Ital­ian road­ie: He wants to know if you have a cloth to clean his in­stru­ment.
Agent: Oh. Oh. Okay. God, I al­most just smacked him!
Ital­ian mu­si­cian: Wash my in­stru­ment now?


And You’re Pos­i­tive­ly Glow­ing with Health!

Em­ploy­ee: I re­al­ly like the new floor tiles you picked for the of­fice!
Boss: Good thing, too. These old tiles were put in in the 1950s, and I just found out they were made with cobalt.
Em­ploy­ee: Ah.
Boss: Yeah, they’re ac­tu­al­ly ra­dioac­tive.
Em­ploy­ee: Huh?
Boss: A Geiger counter would to­tal­ly pick up on the ra­di­a­tion in here!
Em­ploy­ee: Um­mm…
Boss: But it’s not re­al­ly a prob­lem — it would take decades of ex­po­sure to ef­fect you, re­al­ly.
Em­ploy­ee: I’ve been here 18 years.

Mu­sic agency