Many Reasons Not To Buy A Guitar Signed By A Dead Guy, chapter 2
He walked over and picked up the guitar.
"Jesus, how did..." he shook his head.
He walked down the street. He was really pissed off.
"Okay, I'm gonna get rid of this guitar. Right now!" he said to himself. He walked down the street that the store was in.
"I don't care if I get a fucking refund or not, I just wanna get rid of this cursed bastard!" he said.
He reached the building that the store was in. He looked at it, it wasn't a music shop anymore, it was a book store. He was really thick now and he burst straight through the front door. Inside, there was a guy at the till reading a Kerrang magazine.
"Hey, what the hell happened to the music shop?" Billie roared.
"Sir, could you keep it down?" the guy said.
"What happened to the music store?" Billie shouted again.
"What? Mister, there was never a music store here. This was always the Foreman Book store. But I can recomend some if you want, what is your name?"
Billie Joe stared at him. He was furious.
"What the fuck do you mean? There was a store here yesterday! I bought this fucking piece of shit at it!" Billie screamed. People in the store started staring at him.
"Security!" the guy said.
Two big guys came and grabbed Billie Joe by his arms and dragged him outside. He was thrown on the ground.
Billie Joe looked up.
"And you can take your stupid guitar too!"
And the guard flung the guitar at Billie. It hit him in the head.
"Ow! Holy shit..." He had a nasty cut on his face.
He looked at the guitar, there wasn't a scratch on it.
"This thing is definitely cursed."
He walked back to his car and shoved the guitar in the back.
He drove home.
He walked insie the house. Joey was in the front room with Mike.
"Hey! Is that my present?" Joey asked.
"Well, uh Joey... This guitar isn;t a good one, so I'm gonna get you another one," Mike wlaked over to him.
"Dude, what are you talking about? That guitar is a brilliant one." he whispered. He looked at the signature on the guitar.
"Plus it's signed by Kurt Kobain!"
"Mike, I have to ged rid of this thing! Its cursed! Yedterday, I was attacked by some Teeny Boppers. And today I wanted to bring it back, but the place that I bought it was a book shop! And the guy inside said that it was never a music store!" Billie Joe whispered. Mike looked at him and gave him the "Oh my god, is my friend's gone nuts?" Look.
"I swear! You need to help me get rid of it!"
Mike looked at him.
"Well, I guess if you really want to dump it, auction it!"
So Billie Joe brought the guitar to an auction. He walked into a giant centre with a hall. He went into the hall where the auction was.
There was lots of people there, and Billie walked up to the Man in charge.
"I'm here to sell the Kurt Kobain guitar. I called and you said one guy wanted to buy it?" he asked.
The man looked at his list.
"Oh I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong, but the man who wanted to purchase that item was in a car crash on his way to the auction. And no one else wants to buy the item."
Billie Joe looked Gob smacked.
"Jesus, how did..." he shook his head.
He walked down the street. He was really pissed off.
"Okay, I'm gonna get rid of this guitar. Right now!" he said to himself. He walked down the street that the store was in.
"I don't care if I get a fucking refund or not, I just wanna get rid of this cursed bastard!" he said.
He reached the building that the store was in. He looked at it, it wasn't a music shop anymore, it was a book store. He was really thick now and he burst straight through the front door. Inside, there was a guy at the till reading a Kerrang magazine.
"Hey, what the hell happened to the music shop?" Billie roared.
"Sir, could you keep it down?" the guy said.
"What happened to the music store?" Billie shouted again.
"What? Mister, there was never a music store here. This was always the Foreman Book store. But I can recomend some if you want, what is your name?"
Billie Joe stared at him. He was furious.
"What the fuck do you mean? There was a store here yesterday! I bought this fucking piece of shit at it!" Billie screamed. People in the store started staring at him.
"Security!" the guy said.
Two big guys came and grabbed Billie Joe by his arms and dragged him outside. He was thrown on the ground.
Billie Joe looked up.
"And you can take your stupid guitar too!"
And the guard flung the guitar at Billie. It hit him in the head.
"Ow! Holy shit..." He had a nasty cut on his face.
He looked at the guitar, there wasn't a scratch on it.
"This thing is definitely cursed."
He walked back to his car and shoved the guitar in the back.
He drove home.
He walked insie the house. Joey was in the front room with Mike.
"Hey! Is that my present?" Joey asked.
"Well, uh Joey... This guitar isn;t a good one, so I'm gonna get you another one," Mike wlaked over to him.
"Dude, what are you talking about? That guitar is a brilliant one." he whispered. He looked at the signature on the guitar.
"Plus it's signed by Kurt Kobain!"
"Mike, I have to ged rid of this thing! Its cursed! Yedterday, I was attacked by some Teeny Boppers. And today I wanted to bring it back, but the place that I bought it was a book shop! And the guy inside said that it was never a music store!" Billie Joe whispered. Mike looked at him and gave him the "Oh my god, is my friend's gone nuts?" Look.
"I swear! You need to help me get rid of it!"
Mike looked at him.
"Well, I guess if you really want to dump it, auction it!"
So Billie Joe brought the guitar to an auction. He walked into a giant centre with a hall. He went into the hall where the auction was.
There was lots of people there, and Billie walked up to the Man in charge.
"I'm here to sell the Kurt Kobain guitar. I called and you said one guy wanted to buy it?" he asked.
The man looked at his list.
"Oh I'm sorry Mr. Armstrong, but the man who wanted to purchase that item was in a car crash on his way to the auction. And no one else wants to buy the item."
Billie Joe looked Gob smacked.
