So anyways. Last night, I was incrediblY bored, so I decided to call up my good friends at Musician's Friend. Just my luck, I get Brad. Good old Brad, the unwitting, consumate professional. I got on the phone with this horrendous southern accent. It went something like this:

ME: Hey man, I'm lookin' fo' a git-tar amp.
BRAD: What kind of amp?
ME: I need a loud one. Dang loud. Yeah man.
BRAD: What brand are you looking at?
ME: Fender, I like the fender, man.
BRAD: How much are you looking to spend on this?
ME: 'Bout $500.

At this point, our good friend Brad commences looking for an amp that fits the given criteria. He still does not recognize the caller. So I get more creative.

ME: I need an amp like, um... I need to go WA WA WA, WA WA WA!

Brad was totally confused now. If you stop by my desk, I'll do the actual WA WA WA, WA WA WA thing. It's so hard to approximate textually. I can assure you though, that it would have thrown the most seasoned professional off the track. Anyways, that's when I gave it up and told him who it was. Took him a while... Good old Brad.