When I was in college there was a beautiful girl in my French class who sat next to me sometimes. She always wore tons of those thin metallic bracelets and made a lot of noise when she moved her arms. I don't remember her name anymore but in my head I called her "Mademoiselle du Clank". She parked in the same lot as me and one day I saw that she had a Shure SM58 in back of her car (the mic all garage bands trust). I don't think I ever spoke to her.



