That’s what I do.
I left the adonis in there to a garage in Shaw to get dinitrol and waxoil treatment. Id booked a courtesy car. The lady being the desk greeted me warmly with a huge smile and informed me the courtesy car was waiting “down that there ginnel”.
I asked whether I was getting a Bentley.
“No luv” (in a broad rochdale accent) “Its a purple meriva, so yer can tick that off yer buckit list”
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Lovely necklace on your missus. Did you pick it out?
Sigh
That’s a very creepy post
No, he got her the giant dildo behind her
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That piece of kit will cost you a new house
Congrats
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What’ll the young fella get if he learns to play that?
What make of a yoke is that flatty, I’d say you paid dearly for the rippled sycamore fingerboard option …
It’s a Patrick James eggle, and yes indeed I did. I’ve had a Gibson invader for years, the runt of the Gibson litter, but actually it’s a great guitar.
It’s got a swamp ash body.
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Kicked out if he touches it.
That’ll go nicely beside the motorbike in the midlife crisis mancave 
My motorbikes are well used, and I’m not allowed a man cave art.
So what did herself get so you could get the guitar?
Would she not let you get the graffiti artist in to Jazz it up?
Something very very tasty in the background.
The big jar of nutella ye perverts.