The only things that are certain to survive the apocalypse. Slight exaggeration, but not by much. I had been thinking of getting a Gibson or Gretsch (lovely 'delicate' instruments) until the other day. I had my Tele in its gig bag on my back, ready to leave for rehearsal, when I heard a snap. The strap of the gig back had broken off at the clasp and the guitar fell straight back, its neck slamming down on the edge of my stove. It hit right where the headstock meets the neck. Had this been a Les Paul I'd probably have a two-peice guitar at this point. But the Tele bounced off the stove. No damage- except to the stove. Love Teles.