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Haven't been around, I've been working on this - Opening salvo, what do you think?
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For Sale Thread 'James Tyler Burning Water 2k'

James Tyler Burning Water 2K, serial# 08183

Alder body, maple neck with Indian Rosewood board, Standard ’59 shape (.875" at the 1st / .975" at the 12th) tall frets

DiMarzio Virtual Vintage 416 neck and middle with a Motor City Pickups 2nd Degree Black Belt

Mid-boost preamp with bypass

Hipshot locking tuners, Gotoh G2H tremolo

Weight - 7 lbs 10 oz

5000.00 plus 150.00 shipping to lower 48

Zelle, PayPal friends and family or PayPal buyer pays fees


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I'm not huge on the JTK stuff but that's an absolutely stellar finish
 
lester said:
I know you think you're being cute and all with the Bob Barker bullshit.
But let's face it, you've contributed fuck all to this thread.
You're just acting like a groupthink moron, a fucking idiot is what it is.

Now give me your fucking address for the Hobo's Butt Cheese cunt.
That's all you'll ever deserve until you prove differently
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How did we go from “Opinions” on a few amps that most of us have never played or heard of to the OP demanding addresses so that he can send us a "Hobo’s Butt Cheese Cunt” without a burger to go with it?
 
DanTravis62 said:
From what I can gather

Everyone was confused because normally when someone makes a post like this, they are asking "which amp should I keep" or "how much should I list this rare amp for?" when (I think?) he just wanted a pat on the head for being a good boy, and everyone to tell him how lucky he is for owning a cameron or CAE or whatever

When asked for clarification, he got a case of the GIJoe PSAs and went rage-mode because no one could read his mind or figure out what the fuck he was on about, and now were just doing memes
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Let's call it Reveal Sunday.
I wasn't trying to sell you, I wasn't trying to get offers, I wasn't trying to sidestep some kind of rule or whatever,
I was trying to sell me.
I don't know if it's just my turn in the barrel but I was trying to figure out last night exactly just how spoiled I've been or am currently.
Thinking about it last night, I realize it's a pretty good chance that what you put out there comes back to you. It has been said that things come back to you three fold,
I don't know about any of that, I'm just working my way through it just like everyone else.

I've been building up a very severe case of being pissed off at everything and it's coming out and has been coming out in all sort of ways.
I haven't had many goals over the last 20 + years. Me and my girl scraped by with the little bit that we had. Knowing things are not static, as much as you want them to be and hide your head in the sand and avoid it at all costs, the arrow of time will catch up to you, it's just the way it is. And apparently always will be.
I'll tell you guys, the last 6 years has been some pretty quick steps toward the end of the line.
My girl survived a lot of super serious health stuff before we moved into the place I'm at now. Heart valve replacement, massive liver problems, Cirrhosis. I was right through it all doing whatever to help her
When she had her Hep C treatment completed she believed she was finally done and in the clear. Only to find out right after that she had liver cancer.
A pretty significant ball of it that should have been caught with all the ultrasounds if these fucks could actually read the tests or equipment they're using. That then started the next phase. The oncology division at UCLA. Just going there once you realize this is the big leagues now. That's kinda scary right there alone. We lucked out though and got referred to like, maybe the coolest, most laid back legend of a badass I've ever encountered. Thinking about him at the way he is still blows my mind. He did everything he said he would do with absolute ease. I'd never dream of connecting him to anything other than buying her some more time. Because there isn't a cure to any fucking thing you're just extending things out. If everything goes perfectly. It could be a week, a month, 5 years 20 years whatever but in the end it'd the same. For her, that was now the beginning of a whole new chapter, called Dementia and she died laying next to me about 5 years after Dr. Joseph DiNorcia worked his magic on her liver. She took her very last breath laying next to me had about four in the morning 2/8/2026 and the l build up to that point is what the stuff nightmares are made of. I had a buddy that used to remember dates, the guy that introduced her to me actually all that time ago, remembered dates. Dates for every damn thing big in his life.
I never wanted to remember a single date about anything ever, because I'm weak and you know that a lot of these dates will be these kind. The bad kind.
As I was helping the guy from the mortuary push her out of the door as the police hung out with me. I was also pushing 27 years that we were together out the door too.
It wasn't more than a couple of weeks from that point, where my stomach bloated up so big I could barely take a breath. You best believe I was all over the internet trying to piece together this new case, now for the first time ever in my life, this case is about me. We've finally come to this door. I never ever imagined or felt that eventually this road would lead to me. It was wild and is. After trying everything based on the evidence it ended right back at the very first thing I read it could be. After two months, give or take of self treating it crossed the point where I said if tomorrow you don't have one microscopic but of improvement we're coming out this and I'm gonna get some answers, whatever they are. This is it.
So about 7 in the morning on Saturday I went to the Emergency Room out here Cedars Sinai/UCLA in Marina del Rey and was told within about a minute from the receiving nurse the exact thing when I first looked into this, the absolute worse thing I was avoiding in a sense, yeah my symptoms lined up with this other thing and when I told her what I thought it was and what and how I was doing she looked at me like I just stepped out of a spaceship where I was piloting myself. But hearing day Ascites I was like okay, great let's get going let's drain this fucking shit and start improving. She's like yeah, maybe...we'll see and the way she said that one incidental comment affected the way I was going to handle today. She was just ever so hesitant about that direction, even though, that is an option for sure, a very dangerous one but one none the less.
I came there for answers, all of the fucking answers and I will be staying to get these answers I don't give a fuck how long it takes and it took a while, over 8 hours until these this monkey scooped me up to wheel me over to a large semi detached like trailer with the thing I've been wanting to see, the MRI machine. Let's fuckin go we're going to find out some definitive shit finally and I got the fluid injection and they started the machine. This test alone is I think around 7 grand or so I think I read somewhere. Then back to that horrible room waiting again. Another couple hours clicks off and the test results came in on my phone and Iooking at them and the cold straight shit I wasn't surprised. It didn't say directly in the report but reading it you know, if you know anything about the possibilities of where this could land and believe it or not it was worse than the worse things I was prepared for. I was like huh...that's interesting. Piecing these assorted major problems only came back to one conclusion. I'm dying but I hadn't had time to find out when yet before the nurse/weekend doctor came gleefully bounding into my room. Holding back a smile mostly to tell me the most horrific news I'd ever get. Not suprising, a I'm literally not shocked or surprised at anything or any behavior someone confesses to me whether said or not I am my Family's son and that's just part of my function/job whatever.She ran down all the stuff I already knew trying to get a shocked reaction or something, she apparently gets off in that, that's her thing. She repeated all the over the top shit, pancreas shot, spleen shot, pelvic floor ready to smash through my ass, blood test off the fucking charts in every direction at once. Anemia ect ect. I'm like ok let's get going. Why are you standing there empty handed I'm thinking. Well she's got her own plans on the next step this bitch says she's checking into the hospital, which is there, it's the front part of the building facing Admiralty. She's blathering on about your gonna do this your gonna do that when I finally stopped her and said. I ain't doing any of that. She was horrified, her plans for me had taken an unexpected turn. I wonder just how many said what I said in that exact way, judging by her reaction nobody, not one single person has ever resisted her so called treatment. Then she starts into grinding me telling me the fallout of this out of the ordinary decision I'm making pulling the last card she has left. "By making this decision you just threw any chance you had of getting a liver transplant away" finally I got what I wanted with a basic prescription for the Ascites t problem and I grabbed my stuff and walked out. Big Day. I'm gonna have to mull on this for a bit. From there 2 months later and I'm a bit over the first month treatment. 75 fucking thousand dollars for 84 pills. Without doing anything at the time I decided to go to the ER I may have had a week, maybe. I contemplated at the the time order a big ol' pizza and and big ol' pile of beer and calling it a day it'd be pretty funny on my autopsy report it listed cause of death: pizza and beer. I almost did it just for the laughs. But my nature kicked in and I'm like what the fuck else are we doing let's see how far this rabbit hole goes. I'm curious about what's in the other side because this shit has been so enveloped with a thick fog I have know idea what's 2 feet in front of me. So let's break this fog and take a look at this beast. What else am I doing. So that's me boys practically every single thing exploding all around me motherfuckers terrified to be in my presence for more than 3 seconds if I do go out and someone without seeing me at first swings around to say excuse me or whatever they look like they're goons drop dead on the the spot I've been so close to death for so long I am death, indistinguishable. So because of that and how I am currently. I'll just stay in this trash heap here. Being unable to clean, feed myself ect. It looks like a fucking bomb went off in here, which it did.
So that's it kiddos, for the time being I am on an island now. All alone, with all of these relics of my past.
 
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lester said:
Let's call it reveal Sunday.
I wasn't trying to sell you, I wasn't trying to get offers, I wasn't trying to sidestep some kind of rule or whatever,
I was trying to sell me, I don't know if it's just my turn in the barrel. I was trying to figure out last night exactly just how spoiled I've been or am currently
Thinking about it last night. I realize it's a pretty good chance that what you put out there comes back to you. It has been said that things come back to you three times fold,
I don't know about any of that I'm just working my way through it just like everyone else.
I've been building up a very severe case of being pissed off at everything and it's coming out and has been coming out in all sort of ways. I haven't had many goals over the last 20 + years. Me and my girl scraped by with the little bit that we had or have. Well things are not static, as much as you want to hide your head in the sand and avoid it at all costs the arrow of time will catch up to you, it's just the way it is. And apparently will always be,
I'll tell you guys the last 6 years has been pretty quick steps toward the end. My girl survived a lot of stuff health wise or medically or serious shit heart valve replacement massive liver problems, Cirrhosis I was right there giving her the shots to cure, or supposedly cure her.
Thinking when the treatment was done she was in the clear. Only to find out right after that she had liver cancer. And after a hundred trips to the top teams that deal with this stuff at UCLA we found a great guy eventually and lucked out and he supposedly cured her. Well let me tell you guys there isn't any cure anything it's just extends things out I could send it out a week a month 5 years 20 years but the arrow of time will catch up to you and I did with her and she died next to me about 5 years after that. And getting to that last breath she took next to me had about four in the morning. That build up alone, to that point what's the stuff that nightmares are made of. Her life ended 02/8/2026. I had a buddy that used to remember dates all the time dates for every damn thing. I never wanted to remember a single date about anything ever because I'm weak and you know that a lot of these dates will be these kind. As I was helping the guy from the mortuary push her out of the door on the gurney I was also pushing 27 years we were together out the door too. It wasn't more than a couple of weeks where my stomach had bloated up so big I could barely take a breath, believe it I was all over the internet trying to find a way out of this and after trying everything the previous two months I guess I got so bad that I had to come out of hiding from this and let's get some answers when I went to the emergency room out here UCLA in Marina del Rey I was kind of set back when I was told the exact thing when I first looked into what I could potentially be going through. Ascites was the first thing the receiving nurse said to me. I was like okay great let's let's drain this thing and start improving. I came there for answers definitive cold with every technology they they have available we're going to find out and I got the CAT scan. And the test results came in and I read them over the phone before the soon to be doctor came into talk to me about it. It was bad my dudes, pancreas shot, spleen fucked to oblivion, just a laundry list of fallout from the center of this thing and that was my liver was dying very quickly. That's how things go when you're nearing the very end. My girl was very bad and going downhill for a long time but that last week it's like all the guns that were pointed at her for firing at the same time. In one week she turned into a corpse in front of my eyes complete with the sunken face and the inability to close her mouth even just a week previous I could actually feed her a little bit of stuff and the last day or so she would just gurgle the stuff I was giving her out of her mouth unable to chew or swallow at all. This happened in a quick week. That's what I was going through too. 2 weeks previous to going into the ER I was sort of normal. But in those two weeks I went from normal to being so close to death I was indistinguishable in the meantime everything around me and involving what I knew was my life was also in a death spiral. I said you somebody about 2 weeks ago when I was waiting in the gastroenterologist's office to someone kind of just wondering why all of these "glitches" we're happening like is this some kind of time change or break down in a matrix or some shit. What the fuck is going on here. When I was saying it out loud. They were unfazed. And I was thinking last night have I been so spoiled, so delusional that I didn't realize yeah everybody is getting rained down by a pile of shit constantly and he's so-called glitches is and always has been the way they've lived. I guess you could say they had a look on their face looking at me thinking where the fuck is this guy been, on what island was he where he was unaffected. You looked at me like man this fucker is stupid. So I'm taking this medication along with these other two medications and together I'm going to get a lot worse before I come out the other side of this if I do. Will know in about 6 months. The goal of course is to stop end of life liver failure that's happening because of severe stage 2 cirrhosis, was stage 3 boys there isn't one it's your dead. So within a 2-month time time period I lost about a hundred and thirty pounds and I would say about 90% of my muscle mass. You could feel every nuance of my shoulder blades that I hadn't felt ever before.
I try not to give a fuck and when I need stuff I'm going to try to get it. Now when I go out I was literally terrifying people. I wouldn't look at anybody directly but when I was walking around a big store like Ralphs out here these fuckers with flinch at the sight of me. And every step I took I was wondering if it was going to be my last I felt so bad I couldn't walk I could barely talk I was dizzy and I would try to find some place in the store that I could lay down or sit down for a while to try to get enough energy to get these things and make my way home. It went from that to me ordering all the stuff online having them shop for me and I would drive over and they would bring it out to me put it in the car to currently having them deliver it here. Bags of shit sitting on the porch there that I'm unable to even bring in. So I get a couple of things out of there and leave the rest behind. In the meantime driving over to one of my blood draws my car had a catastrophic engine failure my baby 2005 Pontiac GTO I bought on my birthday 21 years ago. And like me little bits have been fucking up and I've been patching it up and spending money to replace parts over and over again and new parts and and they had gaskets blow and I got to do that. Finally having it all back together again it's not as I came down with a weird hydraulic lifter anomaly we're to the point I had so many additives and whatever in there to try to resolve this it was seemingly gone until it wasn't and the whole fucking engine blew. I'm in such a state right now I have been that I really don't feel anything about anything. And then all of a sudden I'm very emotional and I feel a lot of stuff like overwhelming but when the car blew up and all that I couldn't give a fuck it was just another thing us making arrangements to the only thing that's living around me my two cats me and my girl raised since we bought them when they were kittens. I'm trying to figure out what should I do exactly here and there is absolutely nobody that wants to be involved with me or help me or look at me for more than 3 seconds. It's just like everything else it feels to you like they are acting like you're contagious or something and in a sense that's inherently they feel and so they walk off or they drift off or they quit calling until you're just a memory. So boys for the time being I am on an island now all alone with all of these relics on my past.
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Sorry about your wife, bud. That is a very sad story
 
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Lester, please reach out to some professional help, a hotline or even just a telephone counseling service. There is absolutely no shame in doing so. I guarantee it’ll help just to unload all this to a receptive, live person.
 
nightlight said:
How did we go from “Opinions” on a few amps that most of us have never played or heard of to the OP demanding addresses so that he can send us a "Hobo’s Butt Cheese Cunt” without a burger to go with it?
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Dude, I deleted that. How did you get that Haha.
Boy you're fast, I'm trying to currently calm it down with that stuff because it's getting boring to me and I got to find something else to struggle with okay.
I've been begging fuckers to fight with me and they won't. I even say shit in the posts and in person with people and they won't engage. Because it's very unusual behavior and people like that don't live very long it's like almost like they have a........... Death Wish. Ha.
which could be that a little bit, but I'm willing to fight and take whatever comes out of it whether I get my fucking teeth knocked out or wind up paralyzed or you know, any number of stupid shit things that could go on when you physically engage with fuckers. I'm big, but I'm not big like I used to be, you know.
I can be beat and that's why I do it. It's not a challenge it's a wager!

Anyway next time come at me with something serious
 
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thegame said:
Lester, please reach out to some professional help, a hotline or even just a telephone counseling service. There is absolutely no shame in doing so. I guarantee it’ll help just to unload all this to a receptive, live person.
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I don't want that I want to fight you specifically... oops going back to my old ways anyways bro have a good one, enjoy your day, if you look here around I'm explaining some of this stuff.
But you really are a cunt though you need to work on that. That whole passive aggressive thing I don't know I mean how do you feel about that I mean are you comfortable with doing that or what ? Answer the fucking question... whoops, hey it'll be a minute I'm making the necessary adjustments
But seriously with your behavior I don't give a fuck what you do it's it's just boring is all. I mean you don't find that no?
 
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lester said:
I don't want that I want to fight I don't fight you specifically oops going back to my old ways anyway bro have a good one enjoy your day if you look around I explain some of this stuff but you really are a cunt though you need to work on that. I don't care it's just boring
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Ok. You win. I will fight you for the naked. The cameron i will armwrestle you for, but I am just going to give it to someone else on the forum that mark fucked over because i wouldnt even play an amp by an amp.maker that fucked so many over.
 
I feel like all us of could fight with him on this thread. But if he is really seeking out aggravation, should we summon @The~Kid

I don't know if there is someone more frustrating to engage with than him
 
S̷͖͑m̵͎͂á̵̺s̸͚̈́h̴̬̑ said:
Ok. You win. I will fight you for the naked. The cameron i will armwrestle you for, but I am just going to give it to someone else on the forum that mark fucked over because i wouldnt even play an amp by an amp.maker that fucked so many over.
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No my well meaning brother in crime.
We struggle on the dollar field.
You bring me money, and I reject you until you satisfy me. That's how it works mofo. You got a problem, fight me. Offer me a decent amount on this shit and we'll talk otherwise talk to my fucking ass cheeks while you're licking my asspipe. Oops oopsie doopsies, trying to calm down with all that.
And to that I say to you. Good Day Sir...Good Day!

You know my first glance when I was looking at your post I thought it said I'll fight you naked I was like okay yeah, maybe we got something here. Hahaha.
That said though, seriously that fucking amp any of my amps are money in the bank. I don't give a fuck if you think it's a high price or not you could play that thing for a couple of years and if you put it up at a higher price you'll get it. So basically you'd be getting paid to play these amps so why not buy all of them right now make me a fucking offer let's go, quit playing games.
Believe it or not there are people out there that still want quality things. They appreciate turning real knobs not some fucking shit on a goddamn computer screen. They enjoy the smell of an amp and the tubes whatever and generally love everything about this shit. I can think of one right now... Me
 
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lester said:
No my well meaning brother in crime.
We struggle on the dollar field.
You bring me money, and I reject you until you satisfy me. That's how it works mofo. You got a problem, fight me. Offer me a decent amount on this shit and we'll talk otherwise talk to my fucking ass cheeks and you're fucking licking my hole. Oops oopsie doopsies trying to calm down with all that.
And to that I say to you. Good Day Sir...Good Day!

You know my first glance when I was looking at your post I thought it said I'll fight you naked I was like okay yeah we got maybe we got something here. Hahaha.
That said though, seriously that fucking amp any of my amps are money in the bank. I don't give a fuck if you think it's a high price or not you could play that thing for a couple of years and if you put it up at a higher price you'll get it. So basically you'd be getting paid to play these amps so why not buy all of them right now make me a fucking offer let's go quit playing games.
Believe it or not there are people out there still that want quality things. They appreciate turning real knobs not some fucking shit on a goddamn computer screen. They enjoy the smell of an amp and the tubes whatever and generally love everything about this shit. I can think of one right now... Me
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Ok. I enjoy this game. How much for the naked? If you give me a good price, I will fly The~Kid out to lick your hole.
 
Dude, there are people who've been accused of murder and some who've apparently been to prison on this forum. Be careful what you wish for when it comes to fighting. haha
 
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Well, it's not a listing yet. If I decide to, you'll see it. Cheers
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I was ribbing ya man. Id feel guilty trying to buy that for 2k. Im sure you will get at least double that. Anyway, sorry for the shitstorm life is throwing at you. Went thrrough one myself recently. Remember, it will pass eventually. If there's anything I can do IM me.
 
Lester, I am getting a bit irritated. You told me you would give me the Naked if I got naked.

It wasn't easy to get into some of the poses you requested, but i held up my end of the bargain and pm'd you the pics. Still waiting on that tracking number
 
S̷͖͑m̵͎͂á̵̺s̸͚̈́h̴̬̑ said:
Lester, I am getting a bit irritated. You told me you would give me the Naked if I got naked.

It wasn't easy to get into some of the poses you requested, but i held up my end of the bargain and pm'd you the pics. Still waiting on that tracking number
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The angle of your dangle wasn't up to snuff
 
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