We're all children of a particularly prolific sperm donor in what used to be known as Czechoslovakia. We were all processed through a semi-legal Romanian orphanage, where we were kept until the age of 5 months, 13 days. During that time, subliminal tapes were played in our cribs extolling the virtues of three-named guitar makers based in the Eastern United States. Then we were parceled out to people desperate enough to adopt that they were willing to work the gray market. After adoption, we were monitored through chips implanted at the base of our skulls.
Basically, we're a semi-elaborate high school science fair project.
We're all children of a particularly prolific sperm donor in what used to be known as Czechoslovakia. We were all processed through a semi-legal Romanian orphanage, where we were kept until the age of 5 months, 13 days. During that time, subliminal tapes were played in our cribs extolling the virtues of three-named guitar makers based in the Eastern United States. Then we were parceled out to people desperate enough to adopt that they were willing to work the gray market. After adoption, we were monitored through chips implanted at the base of our skulls.
Basically, we're a semi-elaborate high school science fair project.
We're all children of a particularly prolific sperm donor in what used to be known as Czechoslovakia. We were all processed through a semi-legal Romanian orphanage, where we were kept until the age of 5 months, 13 days. During that time, subliminal tapes were played in our cribs extolling the virtues of three-named guitar makers based in the Eastern United States. Then we were parceled out to people desperate enough to adopt that they were willing to work the gray market. After adoption, we were monitored through chips implanted at the base of our skulls.
Basically, we're a semi-elaborate high school science fair project.
Well, I've been luck enough to attend all 6 of the PRS Experienci (that's for Les :box::rofl, and the 4 "Old" PRS Forum events.
So, is Albrect Smuten our daddy?
Except me. Because there was no such thing as science back when I was born.
I was left as a sacrificial offering by my superstitious parents, who were quite happy when they returned to the altar and discovered that the gods had accepted their son. What they didn't know was that I was taken away by a childless couple who wanted a baby. My adoptive father was a shaman who spent his career knocking on wood. It must have had an effect on me, because I learned a lot about tone. My mother was a cave wall painter. As a result, I was always interested in the arts.
I was a member of the very first rock band in the world.
We would hit rocks together and make sounds. Eventually we discovered that different rocks had different pitches. After a long search, we discovered 12 rocks that sounded pretty good together, and we could make music.
Mostly we played tuned down to Cb, We played hard rock for obvious reasons. Soft rocks would break too easily. But we discovered metals when the rocks broke, and we had the first tune that went Gold. But it was a one-hit wonder.
In all seriousness, some of us go back to the original PRS Forum, back in the late 90s. As time goes on, you get to "know" people you haven't met in person - I've never met anyone here, and have never been to an Experience.
But it's a very welcoming group. You won't feel "new" for long. And lots of us are characters. So it can be a lot of fun.
Sergio, when will I get my share of our Daddy's inheritance?