Duarte
Well-known member
So there was that unmistakable knock on the door today. You know the one where the postman is just a bit pissed off from lugging that huge box across the road from where his van is parked, avoiding rush hour traffic and then having a dog bark in his face. THAT knock.
I woke up, chucked some trousers on and there was this guy with the big box. I think to myself "That box looks rather familiar..."
And, well, see for yourself.
Thanks Magnus, for being such a trusting guy. And Thanks Azzy for being awesome. Do I keep this bass, and sacrifice another? Do I just run off and never return? It's tough choice to make...
Zak
I woke up, chucked some trousers on and there was this guy with the big box. I think to myself "That box looks rather familiar..."
And, well, see for yourself.



Thanks Magnus, for being such a trusting guy. And Thanks Azzy for being awesome. Do I keep this bass, and sacrifice another? Do I just run off and never return? It's tough choice to make...
Zak
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