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Originally Posted by John Wilkes Booth
the only way this story could be made better is if it turned out the homeless guy was one of those con artists that actually lives in a condo but just chooses to dress up in scruffy clothes and beg for a living.
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There's this yuppietwat that I ****ing hate who sings and plays guitar at my train station. He wears expensive clothes, has a 2,000$ 12-string acoustic guitar, and tries very hard to be Bob Dylan. His guitar case is always filled with change and an impressive amount of dough and he sells CDs. I always figured at the end of the day he packs everything up, goes back to his ugly, blocky, bichromatic apartment complex and teaches some poor young sap how to play guitar like an as
shole. I feel like that would make a good book- "How to Play Guitar Like an *******." The subtext would read "
For those who don't really care and just want to look cool, impress girls, or have delusions about being the next big thing"