the guitar (it doesn't make any sense at all)

one wicked night I went to my cousin’s place… then I say his acoustic guitar lying on the floor…. I’m thinking of something to do with that freakin guitar…. I told my couz…
me: ”pre pintahan ko kaya ung gitara mo ng tribal?”
me: “pwede???huh???”
pinsan: “yan???”
pinsan: “gitara ko???”
pinsan: “cge…wag mo lang babuyin… kilala kita puro ka lang kalokohan ehh”
me: “ndi naman”
me: “sandali lang ah” (sabay uwi kuha pintura para pampinta)
pinsan: “hoy bilisan mo inom tayo!”
me: “oO” “naknang… sandali may kukunin lang!”
pinsan: “cge…”
me: “san na ung gitara???” (pagkabalik ko)
pinsan: “andun!”
me: “cge ako na bahala ah… ayusan ko naman… ehhehehe”
tita ko: “hoy!!! Ano ginagawa mo dyan??? Bakit mo sinusulatan ung gitara???”
me: “wala lang sabi sakin drawingan ko daw ehh”
pinsan: “ayus ah”
me: “ok na?”
me: “pwede nay an tinatamad na ako”
tapos na ang istorya…. Alam kong walang kwenta… un lang wala akong maisulat eh… ayan tignan nyo nalang kung maganda ung pagkagawa ko…..