OHHHH....so that what that's supposed to be.
No, brother....that's what it actually
IS.
Quite literally, that is a SX guitar in a bonfire.
No, really......it really is.
The thick poly coating burned with an eerily hellish green flame, suiting considering the bowels of hell that POS came from. I had to send it back to hell. Back to the deepest depths of Mordor from where its' evil was forged.
It was an epic journey, and with help from booze and a joint, I was successful in vanquishing that Piece Of Shit from the face of the earth.
Only twisted fretwire was left, and that was cleaned up and I personally delivered it to the smelting facility and demanded to watch it be destroyed.
And there was peace on earth, and goodwill towards man.
(Well, I felt better about things, and there was certainly "better-will" towards my fellow man afterwords.)
I was victorious.