I prefer to buy used equipment that has been broken in, burned in/walked in, or even lived in over a "trophy" piece that’s been polished with a diaper every day of it’s pampered life. Give me a turntable that’s been through rehab a few times, speakers that have rocked so hard they’ve fallen over (and can’t get back up), and an amp that’s been used as a chew toy for a Doberman on occasion. Just file those bite marks out of the (preferrably metal) faceplate, wrap it in well-worn oily Levis, toss it on the UPS truck and send it my way.
Oh yeah, it’s a bonus if it comes from a house with kids that smoke.
Everyone should know what "woke" is by now. Example:
"Woke up. Got out of bed. Dragged a comb across my head ..."