Just so you know, I brought a guitar from Mouse for girlfriend once - a lovely Ibanez it was. We broke up shortly afterwards and she kept the guitar.

 

I bought a guitar for my ex, though not from Mouse - and then we broke up, and she also kept the guitar. OMG¬!!!1

Let's hope those were just coincidences  :'-( 

It's Mouse.  He hides lerrrrrrve poetry inside guitars that the boyz are giving to the Layyydeees and seduces them with his louche ways and hippy hair.  I have stuck to illiterate girlfriends with no musical aspirations* and so far, so good.

*and anything sentient, or at least with some of the signs of life.

The only signs of life that matter are the ability to xxxx xxxx and $!@~\|!