Sorry Rekker but Bjorn hadn't planned on forgetting that you were going to put those guitarist's fingers through his bitchy blond whore hair. He hoped that the ginger bastard would go through with it in some shape or form. Walking into the studio the Swede looked around impressed and giggling at the sheer number of guitars.

"Fuck! So many guitars! My brother would love it here. He's a massive guitar nut and I still thinks he treats his guitar like a fucking woman sleeping with it next to him."

The Swede could be crude but he was being playful regarding his brother's lack of bed mate and the way he loved guitars. So many hanging up on the ginger bastards wall! Bjorn wondered if this was like Rekker's "man cave." He'd heard of such things before.

"Is this your Mansgrottan? Your man cave. Oh, um---maybe lots of things rich bastards have like you. Expensive art, porn, jewellery. That sort of stuff."