Shit Composers Didn't Say

Happy Holidays to everyone, hope everyone is safe.

Liszt: Oh... I do have some, you know.

Chopin materializing out of thin fucking air: We have just had some privacy before, DIDN'T WE, FERENC?

Mozart: ????

Salieri, frustrated: One red and two white bruh!

Mozart: Wha—what colour is the red wire?

Salieri, in absolute shock: Eh?! It's red!

Mozart: OH! IH! UH?!

Salieri: Whose brain are you in right now?!

R. Schumann: Clara my woman?

C. Schumann: No—

R. Schumann: No wait that's not—Haha!

Mendelssohn: Yeah, what temp?

Chopin: Extra hot.

Mendelssohn: …

Mendelssohn: So one of our regulars has been asking Liszt for his number but she uses her husband’s loyalty account.

Chopin: *gasps*

Mendelssohn: I know!

[beethoven composing his fidelio]

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Lisztomaniacs: