My brothers both love music. My older younger brother, "Joe", is in a band that is slowly gaining a hearing in the area. They've gotten a chance to do open mikes, hold some cheap group concerts and have been invited to play at some local places.
My younger younger brother, "Dave", is also in a band with some of his friends.
Between the two of them we never know what instruments are going to be coming into the house next... A bass, a harmonica (actually several in different keys), a keyboard, a trombone, an accordion, a sax - you name it, we'll probably be getting it or already have it.
So "Dave" decided that if he rearranged his room, got rid of the wardrobe and moved his dresser, he would have room for, yes, an organ.
So he's spent the last several days looking for one online.
Mom, Dad, my sister and I were watching StarGate Atlantis (woot!) and Dave was trying to find an organ. He pops his head in the room. "We're going to West Virginia sometime soon, right?" Um no. So apparently someone in the mountains of West Virginia, where there is one road and fewer houses, is selling an organ for $25 if you'll come pick it up. Yeah right.
He comes back a few minutes later. "Someone's giving away a hospital bed that moves up and down! (imitates bed movements)"
Back a few minutes later. "There's a church about 45 minutes away that got a new organ and so they're giving away their old one!"
Enter my evil pun brain..... "So would they be considered an organ donor?"