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Twas the night before xmas & the Porsche was dead
This just came across the 356Registry Talk - Happy Holidays
![]() ____________ Twas the night before Christmas and the Porsche was dead Should I work on the car, or go straight to bed? Everything was connected, in proper place What was I missing? My steps I'll retrace. The wires were nestled all snug on their plugs, Just waiting to fire, new pistons and jugs And Mamma in bed, and I in the shop, I twisted the key, a sputter, a pop When from the back end, there arose such a clatter, I banged my head, then my lip got fatter Away to the engine, I flew like a flash Tore open the lid, and burnt my moustache! I grabbed the extinguisher, just in time And stood there in awe, like a motionless mime When, what to my wondering eyes should appear A gas leak, and tin work, and decals that seared With a little old screwdriver, so lively and quick I tightened the clamp, What a DIPSTICK! More rapid than eagles my curses they came Oh I was pissed, but I was to blame "You, IDIOT! You, FOOL! You're STUPID and a BUM! You're PATHETIC! You're a HACK! You're a TURKEY and DUMB!" Back to the cockpit! A twist of the switch! Now crank away! Crank away! Crank away *****! As gas started gass'n and sparks started spark'n They both came together; the exhaust started bark'n So up on the tach, the RPM's flew >I'm going for a drive, beyond my curfew. And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the house The pissing and moaning, of my strict little spouse As I backed out the door, and was turning around Across the driveway she came, with jacket and hound She was dressed and prepped, to go for a ride How could I fault her, we all got inside We motored with snow, billowing over the roof Too bad this tub, isn't rustproof! Her lights-- how they twinkled! Her handling how merry! Her temperature was rising, I was smitten by Ferry! His cool little car, ripped down the road Hope we make it back home, without getting towed I was excited and nervous, white knuckled the wheel A friendship was forming, like B.B. and Lucille. My smile grew bigger, from ear to ear As I threw in the clutch, and shifted the gear We slid and dog tracked around every turn I redlined and redlined with little concern The smooth power curve, of the Maestro cam Guidance and books; I'm happy as a clam I continued to drive, through the downtown Past carolers and skaters, without a letdown And easing my shoe, into the throttle We headed home, with no further doddle As we pulled out of town, a sweet buzz and whistle, Escaped from the bursch, like a lethal scud missile And the list members heard, as I roared out of sight, "Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good-Night" |
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Great! thanks for sharing! Happy Holidays!
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Hey,
I laughed my ass off when the "exhuast started barkin' ." Good stuff. Got any more? Frank |
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