Twas The Night Before Xmas

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Twas the night before xmas and out on my lawn,
My 40 is a rusting the hood's almost gone.

The ambulance doors and the hardtop,
Are slowly dissolving from Landcruiser rot.

The windshield frame and the door bottoms too,
Are bubbling and cracking it looks like dog poo.

Fred Flintstone would be proud of the holes in the floor,
That get bigger each time i slam the front door.

There is rust on the bib,the apron and cowl,
I need a gallon of bondo and a jesus big trowel.

I hope iron oxide not a airborn disease,
Cuz i inhale rust dust and then start to sneeze.

I'd like to fix it but the cost is a huge sum,
I'd have to cut back on beer and even spiced rum.

It could be fixed with hardwork and luck,
But i will crack another beer and say"W.T.F"

MERRY XMAS EVERYONE :cheers:
 
Great poem!
 
Vern' s 40 got attention
Its no longer an eye soar
Fred Flintstone cant drive it
There are no holes in the floor

The Bondo tub is empty
Many patches have been placed
The welders had a workout
Many hurdles have been faced

Vern has lost so many braincells
From huffin the paint
His neighbours have realized
he's far from a saint

When he re built the first one
They called in the Fuzz
He charmed them into leaving
Just a tiny project it was

Funny thing is
The jokes on those loosers
Little did they know
Vern had 2 Cruisers!

Happy Festivus Bitches.
 
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