For those familiar with music theory, you may chuckle, may. And if you don't understand music, well skip this one:

One evening, a C, an Eb (said E flat, for those of you unused to notation), and
a G go into a bar. Bartender says: "Sorry, but we don't serve minors." So E flat
leaves, and C and G have an open fifth between them. After a few drinks, the
fifth is diminished and G is out flat.

F comes in, tries to augment the situation but isn't sharp enough.

D comes in and heads straight for the bathroom saying, " Excuse me, I'll just be
a second."

Then A comes into the bar but the bartender isn't convinced that this relative
of C isn't a minor.

He notices a B flat hiding at the end of the bar and exclaims, "Get out, you're
the 7th minor I've found here tonight."

The Eb, not easily deflated, comes back the next night in a 3 piece suit with
nicely shined shoes. The bartender (who used to have a nice corporate job until
his company downsized) says, "You're looking sharp tonight, come on in. This
could be a major development."

Which proves to be the case, as the Eb takes off the suit and everything else,
and stands there au natural.

Eventually, the C sobers up, and realizes in horror that he's under a rest. The
C is brought to trial, found guilty of contributing to the diminution of a
minor, and sentenced to 10 years of da capo without coda at an upscale
correctional facility.

On appeal, however, C is found innocent of any wrongdoing, even accidental, and
that all accusations to the contrary are bassless.