Ramble through the backroads of British Columbia to rescue a broke down Dewclaw.
Oh dark 30, something terrible. The dew claw has his jeep knee on a happy hooker and a happy hooker done, fuckered we're going to save them here, they're, the interior of british columbia. Of course, all the roads are washed out, so we got to kind of sneak up past and get under the petticoats and so forth. Splitting headache this morning got no water in the truck get out.
The gas station finally went open and son of a dead one thing, there's one right there also. It occurs to me that this thing needs some ball joints no surprise only thing good about this whole firm truck is the 24 valve cummins truck. Stop coffee terrible rest! Your pipes, cowboy country now they tell me coffee, is a diuretic prone to agree baby doll said she had a bad feeling the morning last, not this morning in mind, baby sugar, honey, darling. Let me pull you espresso tell me all about.
It says she to me tightness in my chest: i'm angry and got the weight of the world on my shoulders. Ah, welcome to the world little buddy ain't, no picnic he's still hot at me. He won't believe this being a married man but angry or caught me uh in the shower. Taking a tinkle, pissing she's angry about me, you wouldn't believe: that's not the worst of it, though i'm banned for life from the local home depot.
We got ourselves a proper west coast, donnie brook this sucks, no cell phone coverage through most of these canyons here and well, nothing for it. Like my acadian buddies say you can slow us down, but you can't us over. I'm gon na go about 250 clicks around the long way, duke law we're coming buddy hold fast. This old beat up.
George, just like an old man with a large prostate he's, got that european handling, i'm driving a steering, a piloting, a chinese junk trying to keep her between the navigational beacons, a wee irish mist and just like that there she is gone. We're in the misty canyon. Now winding our way to and fro the mighty mighty fraser, just in the nick of time they got some slope stabilization happening behold the mighty mighty fraser finger. We give the old girl a wee dram of a whale bird as finest look sign of a wild dewclaw.
I smell a gack drawer, nearly missed an opportunity for virtue. Signaling that'll put a right in somebody's day: cooking sequence initiated sorry about being late. Two o'clock, i left my jeep. You were trying to be early, but i was trying to be, but i left my gps at home they're going the wrong way under stressful conditions.
You know you want to keep them. That's right. I just don't wh one thing could kill us all and that one thing happens to be diesel-powered: 67 of the finest horses right there. D, soil red sometimes stands for gas, just in case you're, a gasoline yeah, i'm sure it's like i'm sure it's like 50 50 or something i think, that's what got us into this problem.
In the first place, i just needed an extra couple leaders for your truck bad gas. The gift that keeps on giving the old girl gets one more run before retirement, we'll slap, some surreptitious plates on her drive her off and do the dipsy switch with the with the hook and truck to protect the guilty. We won't show that truck, but it's the one, what got uh unfiltered farm fuel in it, as i say, the gift, what keeps on giving might as well grab up some soccer and sweet canadiana tom hurts tim hits hockey, sticks and whiskey. Oh it's the tribal popo. It i'd rather go hungry anyway. The old dodge just about got me that dirty trick when the panel gets wet it automatically locks. All the doors just happened to have not left in this ignition. Just not that i got anything against the police, but around these parts you don't got to go very far to tell you the state, maybe ain't your best friend, besides that when you're a fun-loving criminal, you don't exactly want to attempt faith.
It was clearly a crime scene in there they've been in there for hours, somebody murdered a six pocket crawlers while we're on the subject of lighthearted canadiana, the apparatus of the state ripping us under your family, stealing your kids and putting them in the care of pedophiles Under the auspices of sky, daddy behold, another canadian roadside institution chester fried chicken, the moisturized i'll be sure to give grandpa gary some about his old truck piece of junk i'll, also be sure not to tell him what i'm hauling home, sweat home. Dew claw wax is philosophical. Now what do we do? Here's a problem with the universe. Is you eke out a little bit of entropy you got to put that within in order to do that, you got to steal it from without it's the law of diminishing returns.
It is the loft and i've been trying to tell baby doll this that you clean up some of your own little area. You reduce the entropy in one area, you're just creating chaos in another. This is why we can't have nice things.
I saw that roadblock and thought of the movie Vanishing Point. Go for it! That was the most disturbing movie ending for a 15 year old gearhead
the year after every forrest fire all the mudslides and wash outs start happening. there is always hard rains too preceding the wild fires. redwood forrest would eat a flash flood easily, barren hills, not so much.
Should have stopped at the lightfoot in Lillooet or get yourself a cool creek card for that purple. Edit: Looks like yah did.
I hadn't noticed you were an Atheist before this video. You forced me to unsubscribe to you so I could subscribe to you again.
just get a service manual, look up steering, then service the steering box. first adjust the preload, then adjust the centering screw. you are not funny. just old.
The great thing about buying a Cummins Diesel engine is they throw in a truck for free!
hey AvE, you should talk about work gloves in a future one of your brain leakages here upon yt.
A true friend. Not many people would drive 155 miles out of their way to save someone. There is only a few people I would do that for.
I thought for sure you were gonna roll that rock down the hill Panned up with the camera over the rock looked out of the river I guess I'm the immature one
Is it just me or are AVE's videos getting progressively less coherent as time goes on?
You know who your real friends are when:
1) They drive countless hours to get you out of a mess
2) they don’t ask questions & grab a spade when you ask for help to bury a dead hooker
…if that was a Jimmy Buffet joke then that's the deepest cut I've ever heard
I actually like the Chester wedges n dried out pulltree. Many a time has trash creek saved me from pure starvations.
Diamond wrapped in a turd, got the 06' ISB CR, not much Mopar left under her steering or suspension wise. I tossed all that garbage long ago.
That crumbly ol' Dodge and a prostate aren't similar. There's a vas deferens between them!