A banjo asked a fiddle to marry him. "Don't frett," he said. "Just duet and we'll live in harmony until the end of the verse."

Six months later, the fiddle started to tip the scales. Her belly was noticeably bowed, and before you could say concerto, out popped a minor.

Daddy banjo went to the Hyundai dealer and traded in his old Accent for a brand new Sonata. Unfortunately, after just a month, mama fiddle lost her key at the bar and had a break down when she couldn't find it. Apparently it really struck a chord with daddy banjo because for the first time ever, he took a harsh tone with mama fiddle. He drove her home, lost his tempo, strung her up by the neck, and beat her.

Domestic violins - it's no joke.