[Pickles has made his decision about this guitar, but there are others back behind the curtain, asshole!!

Speaking of... Pickles goes ahead and sets Jeff's guitar beside another, faded black Gibson with distinctive, sharp curves and unfamiliar scuff marks. He doesn't think about that any longer than he needs to, nope!]

They went to a god-damn beach. A real one! An' you wanna know what they did? They fuckin'... played drinking games!!! [WHINY AND ANNOYED VOICE IS GO] And they had a great time!!!! How's THAT fuckin' FAIR?