if your guitar could talk, what would it say??
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if your guitar could talk, what would it say??
jimmy![]()
"Play me more, and stay off the pc"
I am just fine the way I am. No really. Put down the drill.
I still hear the blood curdling screams of a Green Country Club![]()
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I need a set of TV Jones MagnaTrons
Hey! Put me in the kind of hands that really know how to treat me.
Stop playing that same song over and over. And learn some new licks, you hack.
And polish me more!
Wow, our guitars are all pretty rude.
Is that a roll of peppermint that I feel against my back or are you just happy to see me?
SLUT!!!
quit playing the "blues" all the time! I feel like I'm cryin' my eyes out here.
brent's guitars(all 4 of us)
So... Where's the player???
You can take that strap to me anyday
J(esse James)D said: "Play me more, and stay off the pc"I know mine would say that.
Thanks Wenzel, I like my new Superton! I am a little mad that you didn't use anesthesia during the operation though, but I love you anyway...
You don't take me anywhere anymore!
Dude WTF is your problem? Heh! You come home from work too tired to do anything when you get home! You give me a couple of minutes of your time then when you see you ain't getting any..............eh better you put me down and sit in front of the puter with the tv screaming! The TV is screaming and you're hardly watching it!Why is the TV on when I'm sitting in the other room ............just across the hallway........being ignored day in day out! Talking in a round about way to people you hardly know and a few you just met..........ONCE! STOP INGORING ME DAMMIT JUST STOP IT.............YOU SUCK AT IT ANYWAY!!!!!! you.........know when I was in that warehouse anybody.........anybody could have picked me up and I'd be so much better off then i am today! Anybody I tell ya!
Change a few words here and there and you know I heard the same thing before! There's still a few voices that echo in my head!
Crowbone said: You don't take me anywhere anymore!
I echo that one!
I've been been spending too much time and $$ on my new Chopped Bike and have neglected my guitars...
No!! Not the guitar stand again, please nooooooo!!
"So, you're finally learning to play some half decent solo's and licks, you lazy bastard. Now, let's rock and turn that amp up a bit more."
"Oh, and thanks for not playing that lame 'wedding and Dutch trailer trash music' anymore."
"I swear if you butcher Mystery Train one more time I'm gonna pop a fret."
"I'm getting too old for this crap"
"Would you mind wearing sweatbands on your arms...and can you layoff my Bigsby!"
"I love you DangerousMan. You take care of me. You put new strings on me and polish me and do your best to make me sound good. It makes me so happy that you're proud of me - so proud that you spent a lot of time and money in installing wall hangers so you could display me in all my glory. I want you DangerousMan. Let's make love... ahghaghghgh.' Probably something like that.
If my guitar started talking to me I would have to burn it just like the time I torched my coffee table when it started following me around the house.
Thank you for giving me a home.