Well, yesterday, I got the question (a surprisingly rare thing, actually) from one of the tenors. It went thus:

"So… do you wear anything under that?"
"Socks and shoes."
"… Do you wear any underwear?"
"I won't tell, and I'll become violent if you try to find out"
"…"

We had a good laugh, and went on to rehearsal.

Today, as I walked into the campus chapel (where we rehearse), one of the basses was laying on his back on the floor, along with one of the more attractive altos, engaged in… conversation (get your mind out of the gutter!).

I was about four feet from them as I walked in, and, slightly startled by my surprise, they looked up. After a brief moment of silence, I simply said, "No peeking."

After we recovered from the laughter, the young man, slightly red-faced, got up, and I, being the gentleman I am, assisted the lady to her feet, as rehearsal was soon to commence.

And that is what happened today at choir