A very chill, 18 person gathering looks set to be the next opportunity taken by Greg (23) to showcase his mediocre musical talents.
“He was chatting to me about the advantages of rolling his own cigarettes when he caught sight of it” said one defeated guest.
“He trailed off and did a double-take…it’s just a matter of time now”.
Seems Legit understands that Greg was subtly lowering the volume of the portable speaker for several minutes to ensure his not at all unique brand of flaccid, acoustic wank-rock would be heard clearly throughout the home.
“I haven’t played the old 6-string in ages actually” Greg was overheard replying to a question no one asked, in the hope that someone would suggest he starts playing.
Greg, whom like every musician wears a vest to highlight his individuality, was then seen sneaking into the chair closest to the guitar.
The chair soon began its inch-by-inch journey of stealth, until the pompous douche was close enough to casually slip the prized item onto his lap.
Update:
We were later informed that to Greg’s surprise, none of the ladies in attendance were impressed by his poorly constructed whinge ballads, and it’s believed that the guitar wasn’t the only instrument he was strumming solo that night.
