Please, buy me this bass. You know you want to. You have to. You must. There is nothing in the universe more important right at this moment than the simple, inescapable truth that I should have this bass. You know it, and I know it.
It's $10,400.00, and worth every penny.
It's the only thing in life that will really make you happy, and it will certainly make me happy. Forget about all those other things that cloud your judgment with false hopes and fleeting moments of pleasure. Imaging the joy you'll feel knowing that you made me so happy by buying me this bass.
Please. Buy me this bass.
Let's get real: we all know there are questions, eternal questions, unanswered questions, about life, about existence, about the role we play in the grand and glorious panorama that is life itself. Well, here is the answer, truthseekers:
Buy me this bass.
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9 comments:
I'd love to help ya out on this Shea, but I think Mrs GE would get a wee bit pissy if I spent that much on anything right now.
She is a beauty though.
Well Shea, I would love nothing more to spend my millions on friends like you, but hubby put a padlock on the safe. Darn! I'd love for you to have the bass, too.
Yeah, I'll buy you that bass as soon as you convince the Reverend Billy G. to give me Pearly Gates.*
*obscure reference to Billy Gibbons of Z.Z.Top and his 1957 flame maple topped Les Paul worth well over $50,000.
Grandpa Eddie: Okay, but I think Mrs GE might just say "Forget about all those annoying things like house payments, groceries, electricity, insurance, gasoline... just buy that guy on the internet the stupid bass!"
Nancy: Let's see, we need the manufacturer name and serial number of that lock...
Mike: Okay, it's a deal. I'll call Billy G about that first thing in the morning.
I dunno, Shea. It's not lookin' good. Someone took all the money from the safe today (most likely hubby). There were several rolled quarters there though. Would that help?
Nancy, I dunno, maybe I should just wish really hard like Pinocchio...
But your nose might grow. You could always have car1av, bearytales, oceana and all their personas pray for you.
this is too funny! I just found your blog and after reading this post, you are a keeper. (plus you like Floyd, you gotta be cool)
I am glad your kitty cat is better. Nothing harder than a sick kid.
Hi Veralynn... thanks for stopping in! :)
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