They just get worse...


It was visitor's day at the lunatic asylum. All the inmates were 
standing in the courtyard and singing, "Ave Maria." They were singing 
it beautifully.

Oddly, each of them was holding a red apple in one hand and tapping 
it rhythmically with a pencil.

A visitor listened in wonder to the performance and then approached 
the  choir. "I am a retired choir director," he said. "This is one of 
the best choirs I have ever heard."

"Yes, I'm very proud of them," said the conductor.

"You should take them on tour," said the visitor. "What are they called?"

"Surely that's obvious," replied the conductor.

(Are you ready for this? You're going to love this ... Okay, here we 
go now ...)

"They're called the Moron Tapanapple Choir."