Dad and I hit the town early to get me a new guitar.
It's a toy Gibson - it makes cool noises, and you can plug an mp3 player into it. Not that I have one of those. And it was on a really good special.
It will be great for rockin' in the loungeroom before tea.
But I can't open it yet. It's for Christmas. Dad thought it was Ok for me to see it, and write about it, because I'll more than liekly forget about it before December 25.
I had a hard time getting to sleep this morning after shopping. My new teeth are still giving me a bit of grief.
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