A family wins a trip to a tropical island, and it’s just awesome. Blue sea, white beach, great people, great food… they just have a blast… except for one thing: Constant tribal drumming from a neighboring island. It just goes on 24/7. After two days the husband decides to ask a local what’s up with that, but everybody he asks ignores him. So he then walks to the harbor, gets into a canoe and starts paddling. “I’ll stop those damn drums myself!” he screams, which is heard by a local fisherman, who frantically stops the husband. “No stop drums! No stop drums!!” “Well,” says the husband, “Why the hell not?!” Says the fisherman: “After drum solo come bass solo.” [creosote