The_Lip

Found this on another board:

A retired big-band singer gets an offer from a record producer to lay down some of her old hits for a nostalgia album. She brings her charts to the studio and is surprised to see only the producer there.

"Where's the band?" she asks.
"No need for a band any more," smiles the producer.
"Everything is computerized."
"No piano? No conductor?" she asks.
"Nope, everything is in this synthesizer.
Your charts are already in there. All we do is press a button."
"How about clarinets, sax, horns?"
"Right here in this machine, never tell the difference."
"How about a drummer," she asks.
"Nope," says the producer, "this rhythm machine takes the beat and runs with it all by itself."
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"Well," says the old lady, "then who do I sleep with?"

Ka-Boom-ching!

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