Show your Tuba Pride here, this allows tubist to talk about how hard it is being a tubist and why we're the bestest, and how everyone just doesn't understand our way of thinking and since of humour. Here is a tuba joke for you

One week after moving into his first apartment, Daneil called his mother to complain about his neighbors: "One woman cries all day, another lies in bed moaning, and then there's the guy that keeps banging his head against the wall."

"You better keep away from them," she said.

"I am. I stay inside all day playing my tuba."

HAHAHAHA I love that one

I know! It's so hard!

You know, sence our humour's a little out there (somewhere in Britain or a  Commonwealth country, apparently) no one understands us.I hear that.

You know what we should do? Stage rallies. Marches. Tuba Pride. Flock down the streets of all the major cities and show why we're the bestest. (and then tell jokes about how terrible we really are?)

And just because we misspell our own names doesn't mean anything either. Right?

Could we go streaking? Its getting to that time of year again when it is warm enough to do. And no the name is spelled right in the joke, the mother was on LOTS of pain killers when she named Daneil. Just think of how bad it turned out when she tried cutting the umbilical cord and missed.