I miss my fender jaguar, tobacco sunburst like the bottom one, but with a Jack the Pumpkin King sticker in between the pickups. For my 19th birthday, I asked my mom to get it made fretless. She took it to some awesome dude who did a great job, picked it up and was headed for my house. She stopped at Kmart to get some other shit, and someone broke into her car and stole my Fender Jaguar before I ever saw it made fretless. That was almost 20 years ago. I hope that person burns in Hell. To you, guy, go fuck yourself.
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