Oh boy, I hope it’s a Telecaster!

[8barlouie]

A friend sent me this today. I apologize if it’s gotten around already. I got a chuckle.

 

[Muddyshoes]

LOL

 

[Greggorios]

 

[tery]

 

[StratDal]

Kind of like Dennis The Menace once said. "You open up your biggest present and you find out it's something to wear."

Hopefully Santa stuffs an extra set or two of strings in my sock. If a guitar shows up under the tree, then I know the world is completely off it's rocker!

 

[ndcaster]

"it's the thought that counts" applies to wrapping, too

 

[Cheap Trills]

it could be a telecaster with an elaborate wrap job to throw you off. never lose hope!

 

[3fngrs]

Awesome!

 

[brookdalebill]

I’m reminded of Christmas when I was 12, in 1969.
I had been attempting to play guitar for a couple of years, and I wanted an electric guitar more than anything.
I was on my third acoustic, the first was a toy, the second barely playable, and the third was a good, solid Yamaha nylon string.
I desperately wanted an electric guitar, so I could work on the Beatles and Buffalo Springfield songs I loved.
In my folk’s defense, the Yamaha was a great sounding, easy to play guitar.
They figured I didn’t need a (noisy) electric guitar.
I got boxing gloves.
Boxing gloves.
Dad thought I needed toughening up.
I HATED the dern things.
I took em’ to my friend Chuck’s house and left em’ there.
Chuck’s folks got him a Silvertone guitar (not a cool one, a Tiesco-like thing), a brand new SF Super Reverb, and a Radio Shack fuzz pedal.
This was the beginning of my fascination with the electric guitar.
I never saw the boxing gloves again.
I did get a groovy Guyatone Jazzmaster/Moserite knockoff and Dad-made Heathkit amp shortly thereafter.
Chuck and I rocked out.
He was a precociously good soloist, and I was the rhythm guy.
Thanks for listening.

 

[Dave Hicks]

I’m reminded of Christmas when I was 12, in 1969.
I had been attempting to play guitar for a couple of years, and I wanted an electric guitar more than anything.
I was on my third acoustic, the first was a toy, the second barely playable, and the third was a good, solid Yamaha nylon string.
I desperately wanted an electric guitar, so I could work on the Beatles and Buffalo Springfield songs I loved.
In my folk’s defense, the Yamaha was a great sounding, easy to play guitar.
They figured I didn’t need a (noisy) electric guitar.
I got boxing gloves.
Boxing gloves.
...

I asked for a banjo, but got a uke. I play uke now, but for a kid in 19 sixtysomething, it was an utter horror.

D.H.

 

[carpenter]

Red rider bb gun? You will shoot your eye out.

 

[Mechanic]

 

[bigbean]

I’m reminded of Christmas when I was 12, in 1969.
I had been attempting to play guitar for a couple of years, and I wanted an electric guitar more than anything.
I was on my third acoustic, the first was a toy, the second barely playable, and the third was a good, solid Yamaha nylon string.
I desperately wanted an electric guitar, so I could work on the Beatles and Buffalo Springfield songs I loved.
In my folk’s defense, the Yamaha was a great sounding, easy to play guitar.
They figured I didn’t need a (noisy) electric guitar.

Not that different than my house. They figured I (they) didn't need an electric guitar.
I figured differently. Washed dishes, bussed tables, packed groceries, bought and traded my way - to a Bandmaster.
Probably big enough for the living room on December 15th 1968.

The Bean played his first electric guitar gig a couple of weeks later on New Year's Eve at a kegger for high school kids (What could possibly go wrong there?) in somebodies family room.
It was probably big enough for that gig, as well.

 

[WingedWords]

I still remember looking at my presents under the tree and thinking "I can't see the one shaped like a trainset."