I love stupid kids. Some poor bastard ran outta gas on the to chicago and was stranded in Kearney. A buddy of mine calls me up and says this kid is selling his guitar for money to get home.
I show up, thinking its gonna be a fuckin Hondo or something. Turns out to be a late '90's Epiphone Les Paul Custom with an emg 81 in the bridge and an 85 in the neck. Its a little beat up, but nothing a little polish and a truss adjustment couldn't cure.
I've seen these things go for about $600 on ebay, so I was a little nervous about the price. I asked him, and without even blinking, the kid said $75.
75!!!!!!!
I gladly handed him $80, (only had 4 20's and didn't care about the extra $5) told that dumbshit to drive safe and I spent the rest of the afternoon test driving my new purchase. I could sell it and make some decent $$$, but I like this fuckin thing! It was a good Friday the 13th!
I show up, thinking its gonna be a fuckin Hondo or something. Turns out to be a late '90's Epiphone Les Paul Custom with an emg 81 in the bridge and an 85 in the neck. Its a little beat up, but nothing a little polish and a truss adjustment couldn't cure.
I've seen these things go for about $600 on ebay, so I was a little nervous about the price. I asked him, and without even blinking, the kid said $75.
75!!!!!!!



I gladly handed him $80, (only had 4 20's and didn't care about the extra $5) told that dumbshit to drive safe and I spent the rest of the afternoon test driving my new purchase. I could sell it and make some decent $$$, but I like this fuckin thing! It was a good Friday the 13th!
