Some people go nuts over the Spanish guitar. The sweet, sweet melodies produced by skillful fingertips. Or the cello. Oh my god, the cello. Shaped like a woman's body, gently caressed between legs.
But no, those are not things that get me off. I need twang to...well, you know. The banjo is so plucky, so awkward, so...so me. Have you seen Harold and Maude? Give me somma that, Cat Stevens morbid style five-stringin five-fingered fun. I'd continue writing this but I have to go change my pants.
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