Happy Anniversary to Kyle and Samantha Busch!

A tale of two guitars:
Really defines the oppression that poor Kyle has battled against in Nascar.

First there is a Rock Star that has made his living in some type of gymnastic form fitting spandax material, high heels, and lipstick. The humble star child.

Still the same his guitar smashing act has propelled him to worldwide fame, a smashing sucess. As some type of original genius. At least he is smart enough to use cheap prop. Well at least cheap until he sells the broken pieces.



Then there was the unfortunate copycat child. He tried hard, probably just wasnt sophisticated enough to go for a prop or cheapie.
I am just happy that he hasnt urinated in trophy after one of his cool seeking moments in one of the JV Victory lanes, or circles.

Thankfully Samantha has done a great job of training him, and stopped a lot of those creepy moments. And the 6th anniversary is definitely something to celebrate. She probably veto'd naming the little one Junior too, and spared him and us from another cool seeking Rowdy moment. And God only knows what she else she has saved us from.

Thank you Samantha for all you do, I am a fanboy capable of admiring you for a few moments any day of the week.

 
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