I think I'm a patient, easy going guy. However when you're the type of person who's so anal you can't see the work thats been put into something, the beauty it possesses, the care put into a job, the sacrifices made to get the fucking thing done and all you can do is take money out of my pocket, food off my table and bitch about the small microscopic imperfections created by everyday whear and tear, I can no longer contain myself. Climb to the highest building, grab the highest caliber gun and sharpest knife you can find, drive the knife into your chest and aim the gun at your head and pull the fuckin trigger. Obviously there's no way in hell anything on God's green earth can please you. And by the way, what the fuck possessed you to hand a $3000 guitar to an 11 yr old who only wants to play metal and in the 1st place if you want it to stay perfect? Waste of human life, pull the plastic off your couch, blow the cobwebs off your wife's crotch and for once go to town, have fun or die!!!!
ok, bye