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Topic: unplayable but look looking piece of junk SOLD please close |
Mike Perlowin
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Los Angeles CA
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 10:30 am |
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I suppose this could be turned into a real guitar, but I have it hanging on the wall as a decoration. 
$250 Or best offer.
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Steve Branscom
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Pacific NW
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 10:48 am
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It'd go great right next to my Big Mouth Billy Bass!
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Mike Harris
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Texas, USA
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 11:00 am
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wow, I thought the Peavey Power Slide looked a bit like a shark, but this thing takes the cake--or the chum, as the case may be.
It looks like a real guitar--what makes it unplayable? |
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Mike Perlowin
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Los Angeles CA
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 11:25 am
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| Mike Harris wrote: |
It looks like a real guitar--what makes it unplayable? |
Crappy neck, terrible action, cheap pickups and switches. If somebody was to invest several hundred dollars, it could be made to play ad sound good, but really, this is just a cute wall decoration, strictly for laughs.
On the other hand, maybe it's ART. I'm raising the price to $2 million or best offer. 
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Tony Glassman
From:
The Great Northwest
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John Groover McDuffie
From:
LA California, USA
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 12:15 pm
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| Would be great for working on your scales. |
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Mike Perlowin
From:
Los Angeles CA
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Posted 20 Oct 2009 12:47 pm
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| John Groover McDuffie wrote: |
| Would be great for working on your scales. |
... or perhaps on the old Lovin' Spoonful tune "Fishing Blues."
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Mike Perlowin
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Los Angeles CA
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Howard Hughes
From:
Roanoke/South Norfolk, Virginia - Now Living In Junction City, Kansas USA
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Posted 28 Oct 2009 8:21 am Guitar
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Mike,
Sent You A Email
Thanks, Howie 
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Pete Blakeslee
From:
Lincoln, NE
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Posted 29 Oct 2009 1:15 pm unplayable
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| Be great for Mack the Knife. Does it stay in tune? Maybe it's a guitar just looking around for a good tuna. Sell it for a fin, Mike. |
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Walter Bowden
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Wilmington, North Carolina, USA
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Posted 29 Oct 2009 3:29 pm
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You've cod to be kidding!
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Colm Chomicky
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Kansas, (Prairie Village)
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Posted 29 Oct 2009 3:44 pm
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I'd lobster know who is now the lucky owner. If I haddock nuther chance I could have laid out enough clams for it as I'm a sucker for that kind of bait, old chum.
PS
Actually reminds me of this song. Anybody remember hearing
Wet Dream
by Kip Adotta
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Yp9ASVUg_A
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It was April the 41st, being a quadruple leap year. I was driving in downtown Atlantis. My Barracuda was in the shop, so I was in a rented Stingray, and it was over-heating. So, I pulled into a Shell station. They said I'd blown a seal. I said, "Fix the damned thing, and leave my private life out of it, okay pal?"
While they were doing that, I walked over to a place called the Oyster Bar. A real dive, but I knew the owner. He used to play for the Dolphins. I said, "Hi Gil!" You have to yell, he's hard of herring.
Gil was also down on his luck. Fact is, he was barely keeping his head below water. I bellied up to the sandbar. He poured me the usual Rusty Snail, hold the grunion, shaken, not stirred. With a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich on the side, heavy on the Mako. I slipped him a fin on porpoise. I was eeling good! I even dropped a sand-dollar in the box for Jerry's squids for the Halibut.
Well, the place was crowded. We were packed in like sardines. They were all there to listen to the Big Band sound of Tommy Dorsal. What sole. Tommy was rocking the place with a very popular tuna "Salmon-chanted Evening." And the stage was surrounded by screaming groupers, probably there to see the bass player.
One of them was this cute little yellow-tail, and she's giving me the eye! So I figure this is my chance for a little fun. You know, a piece of Pisces. But she said things I just couldn't fathom. She was too deep. She seemed to be under a lot of pressure. Boy, could she Drink! She drank like a... well, she drank a lot. I said, "What's your sign?" She said, "Aquarium." I said, "Great! Lets get tanked!!"
I invited her up to my place for a little midnight bait. I said, "Come on, baby, it'll only take a few minnows." She threw me that same old line, "Not tonight. I got a haddock." And she wasn't kidding, either, 'cause in came the biggest, meanest looking haddock I'd ever seen come down the pike. He was covered with mussels. He came over to me and said, "Listen, shrimp, don't ya come trolling around here." What a crab! This guy was steamed. I could see the anchor in his eyes. I turned to him. I said, "Abalone. You're just being shellfish."
Well, I knew there was going to be trouble, and so did Gil, 'cause he was already on the phone to the Cods. The haddock hits me with a sucker punch. I catch him with a left hook. He eels over. It was a fluke. But there he was, lying on the deck, flat as a mackerel. Kelpless. I said, "Forget the Cods, Gil. This guy's gonna need a sturgeon."
Well, the yellow-tail was impressed with the way I landed her boyfriend. She came over to me. She said, "Hey, big boy, you're really a game fish. What's your name?" I said, "Marlin."
Well, from then on we had a whale of a time. I took her to dinner. I took her to dance. I bought her a bouquet of flounders. And then I went home with her. And what did I get for my trouble? A case of the clams. |
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Joey Ace
From:
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
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Posted 29 Oct 2009 5:20 pm
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I'd like one, just for the halibut.
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