Out in the Pacific Ocean, San and his wife Sue, two clams, owned a restaurant that had live disco every Saturday night. Their diner was known for its great musicians. The shrimp quartet. Chuck played the drums. Bob played the guitar. Sally sang and Harry played the harp. One day while crossing the street, Harry, the shrimp, was involved in accident and was trampled to death by an urchin driving an out of control sea horse.
Everyone at San’s disco was devastated by this. Without old Harry playing his harp, the disco just wouldn’t be same. Even Harry, now in Heaven, asked St. Peter if he could go back just one more time because he was so sad. St. Peter said yes and allowed him to leave Heaven for one night. Harry joined the shrimp in their disco frenzy and had a great time catching up with all his old crustacean friends. When the night was over, he sadly returned to St. Peter. St. Peter looked at him and asked “Harry, where is your harp?
Harry sighed, “I guess” he paused “I left my harp at San Clam’s disco.”