This one time, at band camp, this girl next to me tried to play her flute backwards. She kept blowing into it, even though there was no hole. The sound wasn't coming out, so she blew harder. It was really, really funny.
Then this other time, at band camp, the same girl picked up her flute and started chewing on it really hard, like it was an ear of corn. I said, "Hey, don't do that! That flute is not an ear of corn." So she stopped chewing on it. Then she rocked back and forth on her chair a few times, mumbling something I couldn't make out. Before I knew it, she turned to me and started hitting me on my head with it as hard as she could, yelling "I can do what I want, you stupid whore!" So I ran away as fast as I could.
10 years later, at our band camp reunion, someone told me that the girl was retarded.