cant take it....they'll understand...no one could carry on under this pressure...the dust in my eyes...a sweatshop...the brutality...and I hate guitars - there! I said it! I hate 'em...their little gritty strings and shiny round parts and the cases! Don't get me started on the cases....O! There's the phone...should I answer it? They might smell the fear....
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