I was googling hyppytyynytyydytys (‘bouncy cushion satisfaction’ in Finnish, of course), and discovered that amateur orchestras are still the home of painstakingly recorded ‘funny’, usually vaguely double entendre-ish quotes. Is it all the blowing (oh no! it’s addictive) to blame? Or raging hormones combined with limited social skills? No need to answer, I’m really addressing my fifteen-year-old self in this post. I *was* a teenage dork.