mudfanatic
1/2 ton status
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS \"Blazer Style\"
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS "Blazer Style"
'Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the trails, Every Jeep
was
stranded, Their progress like snails.
They had no shovels, No rope and no winch, No CB, no cell-phone, To get
out
of their pinch.
When out from a mud pit, There arose such a clatter; All the 'wheelers
came
running
To see what was the matter.
I saw some poor Jeep All covered in crud; He had blown his motor trying
to
gett free of the mud.
As he stood there I noticed His glowing red face, And I knew in an
instant
He wanted out of this place.
I glanced at his roof, It was all I could see; He pleaded for help From
my
winch and from me.
So I sprang to the front Of my trusty old toy, Spooled out the winch
cable,
Said "Hook 'er up, boy!"
He went for a swim In the watery hell, and I laughed as he turned brown,
And
started to smell.
He hooked up the cable to his buried front hook, I put a coat on the
line
Like it says in the book.
I winched him out quickly, A very fast session; And I charged him a
C-note,
To teach him a lesson.
I then drove my Blazer K5 through the same mud and same muck; No problem for
me,
'Cause I had a REAL truck!
I wound down my window as I drove out of sight, And smugly yelled
"Next time Stay home Christmas night!"
<font color=red>get involved with land issues or lose the land</font color=red>
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS "Blazer Style"
'Twas the night before Christmas, And all through the trails, Every Jeep
was
stranded, Their progress like snails.
They had no shovels, No rope and no winch, No CB, no cell-phone, To get
out
of their pinch.
When out from a mud pit, There arose such a clatter; All the 'wheelers
came
running
To see what was the matter.
I saw some poor Jeep All covered in crud; He had blown his motor trying
to
gett free of the mud.
As he stood there I noticed His glowing red face, And I knew in an
instant
He wanted out of this place.
I glanced at his roof, It was all I could see; He pleaded for help From
my
winch and from me.
So I sprang to the front Of my trusty old toy, Spooled out the winch
cable,
Said "Hook 'er up, boy!"
He went for a swim In the watery hell, and I laughed as he turned brown,
And
started to smell.
He hooked up the cable to his buried front hook, I put a coat on the
line
Like it says in the book.
I winched him out quickly, A very fast session; And I charged him a
C-note,
To teach him a lesson.
I then drove my Blazer K5 through the same mud and same muck; No problem for
me,
'Cause I had a REAL truck!
I wound down my window as I drove out of sight, And smugly yelled
"Next time Stay home Christmas night!"
<font color=red>get involved with land issues or lose the land</font color=red>
