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I used to be in a hip-hop ligature. The man who produced our enroll was a carpenter by day and ran a workshop out of his basement. One obscurity, while recording our album, our DJ showed up to the workshop incredibly long delayed and quite frustrated. He told our farmer that his life would be made much easier if only he had a coffin. Our husbandman, the carpenter, then worn out the next hour talking to our DJ about construction him his very own coffin. The producer was talk of the wooden box used to home corpses. The DJ was talk of the wooden box that carries turntables and mixers and everything else a DJ necessarily in one convenient and convenient package.
The vocable coffin was semantically associated (to the DJ) with turntables and not with exit. To the producer, who was not cognizant of the DJ tool, the expression coffin could only mean the box for the dead. I could have disambiguated everything for both of them, but in the room i sat back and laughed to myself. It was surreal attention our DJ’s spirit raise as he notion he’d be acquisition a hand crafted DJ coffin all the while our Agriculturist was becoming frightened at our DJ’s under 1 and 2 towards getting a private body box. Does that create me a terrible one? they figured it out eventually.

Source: unintended novelties