I was playing the grand piano in a basement at the church I grew up going to when I was a kid.

I was playing the grand piano in a basement at the church I grew up going to when I was a kid.

A bunch of friends decided to dance on one corner of the triangular supported piano.

Well… one of the legs must not have been bolted in as tightly anymore.

I found myself suddenly lifted up off the bench as if by magic and my friends laying on the ground.

Needless to say, we ran out of there tongue emoticon

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