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Discussion in 'Off Topic [BG]' started by Fawkes007, Apr 8, 2006.
Scratch and sniff books have never been that successful in the trade book business.
Gard is cool.
I would be all about it.
Except every chapter....
Would be formatted
Just like this!!!
Sounds good. May I write the foreword?
In keeping with Jose Canseco's Juiced, Gard's would be titled Sprinkled, in reference to that magic stuff he dusts over every bass he touches to send TBers into a downward, but oh so enjoyable spiral of GAS.
I've gotten to know him a little. From what I've seen, it would be a pretty good world.
I spoke with him on the phone yesterday. My Roscoe should be in my hot little hands in a week and a half! He has been absolutely fantastic in answering my emails, no matter what little ridiculous question or request I may have. Ladies and gentlemen, that is customer service. I am a big fan of Gard.
I'm just getting him back for telling me that they were just about finished with the pink to lime green fade on my bass...
Lemme see, world according to Gard........
Saints would be perennial superbowl contenders
Fat guys would get all the chicks
All you can eat sushi in every town
Not too bad, I'd say
I couldn't care less about the first one, but those last two are definitely appealing.
Um, on that last point: all you can eat GOOD sushi.
I've been to some all you can eat sushi places and left saying, "I don't feel so good."
Well, this isn't about basses, so it is going elsewhere.
In Gard's world, there would be no yams.
This is not music related. Off to Off Topic. Let them deal with it.
Oops. That is where I meant to send it, but clicked on Misc. instead. Once here, I couldn't change it. Sorry.
In this world Gard would be king, sitting on a throne made of basses, and attended by toothsome wenches.
And I'd get to be the creepy guy in the background who REALLY controls everything. Kinda like Wormtounge only I wouldn't end up getting shot. And I'd keep my eyebrows.
Sounds like a nice sequel to dianetics.
I Believe Gard is in a little bit of trouble with the cops after they found out about that "magic stuff" he dusts over every bass he touches