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Just for imdoo'n I will type out the joke as I know he would be too polite to ask......
There was a guy from Red Deer who bought a new Stihl chain saw. The dealer convinced him to go the MS460AR with a 24" bar. This is an electronically controlled fuel injection system for the proper fuel/oil ratio at any temperature and at any elevation. As Imdoo'n is environmentally concerned he agreed with the salesman and bought the saw. The dealer told him he could cut 6 cords a day with this beauty leaving him more time to drink some BrewHouse when he was finished.
With a case to carry the saw, a jug of chain oil, one of those fancy jerry cans with the oil and gas tanks combined, a few files, and a couple of wedges. He was set. He had the rails on the box of the truck and off he went.
He came back to the dealer just before closing time. His pants were torn, his jacket a shamble, his hat was all dirty and had lichens all over it, gloves were ripped and his fingers were bleeding. His glasses were bend and very dirty. The carrying case was broken. The saw was dented, the bar bent, and the chain was off and hanging down.
The dealer has to stymie a laugh and without bursting out laughing asked Imdoo'n, "How was your day?"
Quite quickly, the dealer said, "never mind, pass me your saw and I will fix it for you."
A couple of minutes later, with a new bar and chain, the dealer started the saw up and said, "Runs just like new!"
Imdoo'n said, "what's that noise?"
There was a guy from Red Deer who bought a new Stihl chain saw. The dealer convinced him to go the MS460AR with a 24" bar. This is an electronically controlled fuel injection system for the proper fuel/oil ratio at any temperature and at any elevation. As Imdoo'n is environmentally concerned he agreed with the salesman and bought the saw. The dealer told him he could cut 6 cords a day with this beauty leaving him more time to drink some BrewHouse when he was finished.
With a case to carry the saw, a jug of chain oil, one of those fancy jerry cans with the oil and gas tanks combined, a few files, and a couple of wedges. He was set. He had the rails on the box of the truck and off he went.
He came back to the dealer just before closing time. His pants were torn, his jacket a shamble, his hat was all dirty and had lichens all over it, gloves were ripped and his fingers were bleeding. His glasses were bend and very dirty. The carrying case was broken. The saw was dented, the bar bent, and the chain was off and hanging down.
The dealer has to stymie a laugh and without bursting out laughing asked Imdoo'n, "How was your day?"
Quite quickly, the dealer said, "never mind, pass me your saw and I will fix it for you."
A couple of minutes later, with a new bar and chain, the dealer started the saw up and said, "Runs just like new!"
Imdoo'n said, "what's that noise?"