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Well, I will be unable to enjoy my argo for about 8 weeks as I am going far far away. So, I will leave you with a poem.
Ode to an Argo
Oh how I love my 8x8,
although I cannot point it straight
when we're apart I think of you
and all the things you make me do
You strive to keep me fit and trim
by losing tires off your rim
Some sweat and blood appears to be
the thing you want the most from me
My mind you seek to sharpen, too
each hour that I operate you
by finding some new way to bust
and teaching me new ways to cuss
To look at you, one might think see
mechanical simplicity
but yet you clunk and screech and moan
from places that are yet unknown
Yet somehow when I go away
I think of you most every day
you fail on the trail, you don't do tricks
but alas, at least you're no 6x6
...oh hell, it's just for fun. See you all in June!
Ode to an Argo
Oh how I love my 8x8,
although I cannot point it straight
when we're apart I think of you
and all the things you make me do
You strive to keep me fit and trim
by losing tires off your rim
Some sweat and blood appears to be
the thing you want the most from me
My mind you seek to sharpen, too
each hour that I operate you
by finding some new way to bust
and teaching me new ways to cuss
To look at you, one might think see
mechanical simplicity
but yet you clunk and screech and moan
from places that are yet unknown
Yet somehow when I go away
I think of you most every day
you fail on the trail, you don't do tricks
but alas, at least you're no 6x6
...oh hell, it's just for fun. See you all in June!
lol
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