So, yesterday I was taking a walk in a nature reserve when I came across an old cave painting, clearly there since the dawn of time. And, it proves conclusively that early hominids suffered quite badly from the syndrome too...
"What's that, Og?"
"It's my new Fender."
"It won't feed the kids, though, will it? What the hell were you thinking?"
"But it has a brighter tone than my other one... And it's red."
"So let's hear this thing you spent a whole eland on."
"I've gone blank. What do you want me to play?"
"You're sleeping in the bushes again tonight."
