Good for any holiday meal...

As you are feasting on a wonderful meal this holiday, imagine if you will, you are
only two inches tall traversing the Mini-Turkey Rubicon. As you winch yourself over
the Mashed potatoes, you eye up a deep gravy crossing, thankful for the new bendable
straw snorkel, you ford through the gravy with no problem, even the lumps are no
match for your 0.33 Mud tires. Soon you see Turkey Back, one of the most difficult
parts, crawling over the drumstick you carefully avoid the giblets (although you may
go back later.) Now all that money in gears and lockers are worth it. Over the
breast you climb all the way to the wishbone! You made it! but going back is even
tougher. You choose and alternate route taking the wing for an off camber thrill. As
you find yourself stuck in the stuffing, you pull out your trusty winch cable and
bring yourself to the edge of the green been casserole. Remembering to tread lightly,
you barely disturb the lush green vegetation pleasing the surrounding tree huggers.
Finding your way across the table, you climb the rock pile of buns, you occasionally
loose traction on the butter spills left behind by the carnage of less prepared and
less skilled drivers. Suddenly snap! you too join the list of broken axles.
Fortunately you find a toothpick and get yourself rolling again. Sadly you find that
Pumpkin Pie is now closed due to Clinton land grabs so you head to the RTI Spatula to
flex your suspension. Then you decide to skip cranberry hill and call it a day.

Now that you have read this, you will never look at a holiday meal the same way
again.

 

While I am not sure where all of these came from, this particular one is compliments
of TXJeeper at Rockcrawler.com.


On Tue, 20 Dec 2005 16:49:25 -0800, jbjeep <jbjeep@saw.net> wrote:

>>Good for any holiday meal...
>>
>>As you are feasting on a wonderful meal this holiday, imagine if you will, you are
>>only two inches tall traversing the Mini-Turkey Rubicon. As you winch yourself over
>>the Mashed potatoes, you eye up a deep gravy crossing, thankful for the new bendable
>>straw snorkel, you ford through the gravy with no problem, even the lumps are no
>>match for your 0.33 Mud tires. Soon you see Turkey Back, one of the most difficult
>>parts, crawling over the drumstick you carefully avoid the giblets (although you may
>>go back later.) Now all that money in gears and lockers are worth it. Over the
>>breast you climb all the way to the wishbone! You made it! but going back is even
>>tougher. You choose and alternate route taking the wing for an off camber thrill. As
>>you find yourself stuck in the stuffing, you pull out your trusty winch cable and
>>bring yourself to the edge of the green been casserole. Remembering to tread lightly,
>>you barely disturb the lush green vegetation pleasing the surrounding tree huggers.
>>Finding your way across the table, you climb the rock pile of buns, you occasionally
>>loose traction on the butter spills left behind by the carnage of less prepared and
>>less skilled drivers. Suddenly snap! you too join the list of broken axles.
>>Fortunately you find a toothpick and get yourself rolling again. Sadly you find that
>>Pumpkin Pie is now closed due to Clinton land grabs so you head to the RTI Spatula to
>>flex your suspension. Then you decide to skip cranberry hill and call it a day.
>>
>>Now that you have read this, you will never look at a holiday meal the same way
>>again.

 

While I am not sure where all of these came from, this particular one is compliments
of TXJeeper at Rockcrawler.com.


On Tue, 20 Dec 2005 16:49:25 -0800, jbjeep <jbjeep@saw.net> wrote:

>>Good for any holiday meal...
>>
>>As you are feasting on a wonderful meal this holiday, imagine if you will, you are
>>only two inches tall traversing the Mini-Turkey Rubicon. As you winch yourself over
>>the Mashed potatoes, you eye up a deep gravy crossing, thankful for the new bendable
>>straw snorkel, you ford through the gravy with no problem, even the lumps are no
>>match for your 0.33 Mud tires. Soon you see Turkey Back, one of the most difficult
>>parts, crawling over the drumstick you carefully avoid the giblets (although you may
>>go back later.) Now all that money in gears and lockers are worth it. Over the
>>breast you climb all the way to the wishbone! You made it! but going back is even
>>tougher. You choose and alternate route taking the wing for an off camber thrill. As
>>you find yourself stuck in the stuffing, you pull out your trusty winch cable and
>>bring yourself to the edge of the green been casserole. Remembering to tread lightly,
>>you barely disturb the lush green vegetation pleasing the surrounding tree huggers.
>>Finding your way across the table, you climb the rock pile of buns, you occasionally
>>loose traction on the butter spills left behind by the carnage of less prepared and
>>less skilled drivers. Suddenly snap! you too join the list of broken axles.
>>Fortunately you find a toothpick and get yourself rolling again. Sadly you find that
>>Pumpkin Pie is now closed due to Clinton land grabs so you head to the RTI Spatula to
>>flex your suspension. Then you decide to skip cranberry hill and call it a day.
>>
>>Now that you have read this, you will never look at a holiday meal the same way
>>again.

 

While I am not sure where all of these came from, this particular one is compliments
of TXJeeper at Rockcrawler.com.


On Tue, 20 Dec 2005 16:49:25 -0800, jbjeep <jbjeep@saw.net> wrote:

>>Good for any holiday meal...
>>
>>As you are feasting on a wonderful meal this holiday, imagine if you will, you are
>>only two inches tall traversing the Mini-Turkey Rubicon. As you winch yourself over
>>the Mashed potatoes, you eye up a deep gravy crossing, thankful for the new bendable
>>straw snorkel, you ford through the gravy with no problem, even the lumps are no
>>match for your 0.33 Mud tires. Soon you see Turkey Back, one of the most difficult
>>parts, crawling over the drumstick you carefully avoid the giblets (although you may
>>go back later.) Now all that money in gears and lockers are worth it. Over the
>>breast you climb all the way to the wishbone! You made it! but going back is even
>>tougher. You choose and alternate route taking the wing for an off camber thrill. As
>>you find yourself stuck in the stuffing, you pull out your trusty winch cable and
>>bring yourself to the edge of the green been casserole. Remembering to tread lightly,
>>you barely disturb the lush green vegetation pleasing the surrounding tree huggers.
>>Finding your way across the table, you climb the rock pile of buns, you occasionally
>>loose traction on the butter spills left behind by the carnage of less prepared and
>>less skilled drivers. Suddenly snap! you too join the list of broken axles.
>>Fortunately you find a toothpick and get yourself rolling again. Sadly you find that
>>Pumpkin Pie is now closed due to Clinton land grabs so you head to the RTI Spatula to
>>flex your suspension. Then you decide to skip cranberry hill and call it a day.
>>
>>Now that you have read this, you will never look at a holiday meal the same way
>>again.