Imagine someone walking into or past an ongoing conversation between guitarists and hearing things like the following. I wonder what their responses might be. Here are some possible thoughts…
“…yeah, my G string sticks and makes it hard to play,” with the associated reply of, “Then you should lube your nut so that it moves back and forth more easily. A sharp pencil will work…”
If it sticks, it shouldn’t get hard… F$#k ME! A pencil? Where the hell do you put it? Oh well, to each their own…
“I must play on my G string a lot. Can’t believe how much crap gets built up on it.”
Naturally… and you wouldn’t even have play with your G string to get crap on it…
“Man, that thing has an incredibly tight bottom-end. You can really rip it up.”
Thing? As in dog? Donkey? Dude, you need help. This is one situation where sticking with your own kind is a good thing!
“…all in black. No exposed joints anywhere.”
What? You describing that nun, Sister Mary Elephant?
“…incredible lines on that one. Graceful neck, and a body with perfect curves. Just oozes elegance…”
Damn! I’m gettin’ all hot and bothered. I’d love to meet her…”
“Every time I put my fingers around her neck and move up and down, she just sings with joy.”
Man, that’s one f#$ked up chick! Hope you don’t leave bruise marks…….