Yesterday I was smoking a cigarette outside when I see a girl walking into my work building carrying two guitars. To make a long story short, she's a musical therapist and I asked her if she had any acoustics to sell. She did.
I sold my acoustic a couple years ago to help pay for a Schecter electric guitar and I've wanted an acoustic for a long time.
She goes back to her car and pulls out a really nice hardtop case with plush interior, and opens it to show a lovely mint condition Yamaha FG-401 acoustic. Not the best acoustic in the world, but definitely not a cheap shitty one. I played it for a minute outside, sitting on the back of her trunk. I loved it.
$100 for the guitar AND the case. Fucking Eh.
I bought the shit. Celebration spliff anyone?
I sold my acoustic a couple years ago to help pay for a Schecter electric guitar and I've wanted an acoustic for a long time.
She goes back to her car and pulls out a really nice hardtop case with plush interior, and opens it to show a lovely mint condition Yamaha FG-401 acoustic. Not the best acoustic in the world, but definitely not a cheap shitty one. I played it for a minute outside, sitting on the back of her trunk. I loved it.
$100 for the guitar AND the case. Fucking Eh.
I bought the shit. Celebration spliff anyone?
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Glad to see another set from you so soon. Amazing as usual.
May I ask, what's the wooden leg all about?"
She has a prosthetic leg. Were you not aware of this?
What does it mean 'What is the wooden leg all about?'
It's my leg. That like saying 'What's your face all about?'
Hearts, Amina