Haven’t played my bass in a couple of years, but I keep it around, I keep promising myself that someday, I’ll play it again. I also still have my guitar stand. My cockatiel, Parker Yardbird, uses it as a perch. Fine, at least someone’s getting some use from it.
Here’s the thing. The stand has a little rubber dohickey that hooks around the neck of your guitar to keep it from falling over. One day last week, I discovered that Parker had discovered the dohickey and begun using it for his personal, um, pleasure. Yep, he had somehow gotten it up on to the top of the stand and he was humping the bejeebers out of it. I have tried shooing him away and pushing the dohickey so that it hangs down and out of harm’s way, but he grabs it and puts it back into the, um, desired position and hops on and begins to ride.
My bird masturbates with a device intended to keep my bass guitar from falling over and being damaged.
That is just too weird.