Santa on a polaris

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this was on the local polaris dealers sight its pretty good

Santa on a Polaris

Twas the night before christmas, and all through the shop. Not a machine was running, the phone even stopped. My tools were scattered, all about on the floor. Between the cardboard boxes, I had a path to the door. Down the hallway I walked, and with a flick of the key. I locked the place down, for tonight I was free. As I walked to my home, a sound I did hear. It was up in the sky, and it was not a reindeer. It was a worn out old two-stroke, jetted lean on the main. The guy who was running it, must have been half insane. The engine was pinging, all the RPM's he did squeeze. "Easy there dude, That thing's going to seize!!" Just as I thought this, the motor did blow. Downward circles he spun, 'til he crashed in the snow. I ran out to greet him, it was a heck of a crash. He got up rather easy, although the front bumper was trash. Politely I said, "can I help you I'm Rick" He replied in an instant, "Yes please, I'm St. Nick" "The reindeer are home tonight, the folks at PETA said no. They said it's far to cruel, to put a deer in the snow." "So I picked up a '95 scrambler, for five hundred bucks. The owner was late on his payments on his new pick-up-truck." "So quad I did hook, to the front of my sleigh. POS Polaris, it didn't make it halfway!" Upset at it he was, he was still a jolly old elf. His round little belly, kind of reminded me of myself. To what was left of his bumper, I hooked on a chain. I towed him back to my shop, Then the radiator I drained. Off with the head, and off with the jug. A thick coat of aluminium, was melted on to his plug. Quickly did I bore, and then hone the jug. I installed a 280 mainjet, and the 17 millimeter plug. A brand new wiseco piston, and new gaskets too. Back together went the motor, as he watched and drank my brew. I pulled the rope starter, 'cause the button didn't work. The motor fired up and idled, at a nice little perk. We rolled it out side, hooked back onto his sleigh. In the blink of an eye, he was back on his way. And I yelled to him, as rode out of sight. "BREAK IT IN EASY!! IT'S BORED KIND OF TIGHT!!" olaris
 

That was Sweeeeeet!
Thanks for the poem, I'm sending it to 15 friends right now.
 


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