Twas the night before Christmas
12-24-2012, 10:52 PM
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Year: 1996
Model: Cherokee
Engine: 4.0L I6 MPI "Power Tech HO" (High Output)
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the trails,
Every Toyota 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 Toyota
All covered in crud;
He had blown his motor
trying to get 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 Jeep
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!"
And all through the trails,
Every Toyota 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 Toyota
All covered in crud;
He had blown his motor
trying to get 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 Jeep
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!"
