My hubby called me this morning to inform me that he was at Guitar Center. Nothing shocking there. He's a musician, after all.
The good part of the conversation came when he told me that he had found "my" guitar. That's right. The electric pink, hot chick, punk rock, girlie guitar.
Not only did he find it, but he promised to try it out and make sure it played well. Just in case. What a guy.
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wow - i LOVE it! maybe the next time i come over to play guitar with you, we'll get to rock out with the pink guitar. but i'm only joining your band if you play that pink guitar. no exceptions.
Are you kidding!? I'm not starting the band until I get the guitar!! And you'll have to get a hot guitar too you know.
I've seen that guitar, and have drooled over it. Tell hubby I am sorry if it is a little gooey.
HA! I'm sure he just wiped it off with his sleeve...
So once he tried the guitar and realized it sounded so good, did he happen to purchase this guitar to make your smile even larger?
Unfortunately no...but I stopped by with him later and tried it out myself and MAN is it SAWEET!!
We are trying to figure out what I have to accomplish in order to "earn" it! How good I have to get in order to be worthy... :)
What a guy to think of you while he's out and about...especially at his 2nd home amongst the guitars.
it takes a good man to play a pink guitar. what a guy!
You're not kidding. The best part is, he really liked it and he really wants me to have it!! Woo-hoo!
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