ASmallTurnip wrote:[...]that lubricious little red tongue on the headstock.
ASmallTurnip wrote:I will now retreat back to my hidey-hole and blush crimson at my epic nerdification.
Hee! Close. A dissertation on cholera epidemics in Victorian London to write, actually. And no. No, it isn't going very well, thank you. I am now going to focus my mad researching skillz on the transcendental nature of Pi, and when I have finished that, I will eat it. A lovely cauliflower and bicycle rubber Pi, made in the shape of a Yamaha FG 200 guitar.Sherry wrote:Obviously you have a day job that you like to avoid
Oh, that's an interesting thought. I like that idea. If Bret does have a name for it, I have little doubt that it is something manifestly silly and whimsical. And that I'd chortle for hours at it.dangerous person wrote:It's a lovely guitar. Hmmmmm...... I wonder if Bret has a special name for it (my daughter's 1st cello used to be called Princess Lucy; now that she is old and wise at 9 and a half years old, I don't know what her new cello is called, must ask her tonight).
Aww, thanks. But it IS a very sexy guitar isn't it? I just love watching Bret play it. And every time it flaunts that little red strip at me, it forces me to think lascivious, sweaty, depraved thoughts. That guitar is a total slut, I am telling you.bibliaddict wrote:I love that turn of phrase!ASmallTurnip wrote:[...]that lubricious little red tongue on the headstock.
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