Is it possible for me to watch you sleep while I pour ink through the tresses of your hair? Of course. I've done it before. Many times. No worries. The ceiling fan will fall and rectify my wrongs. She always helps those in need; both of us. Friends forever.
the guitar is a prized possession; hence, don't leave home without it.
one must uphold 'the law' and fight anybody that even tries to take away aforementioned guitar, even while making an innocent phone call from a phonebooth in downtown new york city.
artificial, though logical.
mystery solved.