Patrick
12-10-2005, 09:28 AM
'Twas the night before Christmas and in the garage
There wasn't a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Camaro a bit.
I popped the pins and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said,"Looks pretty good."
Well,as you can imagine ,I turned pretty quick,
And there,by the workbench,stood good "Ol St. Nick" !
We stood there a bit,not sure what to say,
Then he said,"I don't suppose you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said,"No Way Santa"and started to grin,
"But if you got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth,drew up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said,"O.K. Lets Go !"
So as not to disturb the neighbors retreat,
We pushed the Camaro on down the street.
Then taking our places to drift down the hill,
I started my Camaro,its always a thrill.
The sound that erupted took him by suprise,
But he liked it alot,by the look in his eyes.
With slicks a smokin' and headers aglow,
We headed on down,where the hot rodders go.
And Santas grin widened,approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled,"I can't remember when I felt so alive!"
So I backed off the throttle and said,"You wanna drive?"
'Ol Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights,he shook at the knees!
The smallblock erupted with the open header sound,
When Santa stomped the pedal,the slicks shook the ground!
7,000 into 2nd,no need for a third.
I just sat there holding on,at a loss for words.
Then I heard him exclaim as he blasted from sight
"Merry Christmas to all,its been a helluva night!!"
Just found it on another board, thought I'd share.
There wasn't a trace of a Ford or a Dodge.
The presents were wrapped and the lights were all lit,
So I figured I'd mess with the Camaro a bit.
I popped the pins and lifted the hood,
When a deep voice behind me said,"Looks pretty good."
Well,as you can imagine ,I turned pretty quick,
And there,by the workbench,stood good "Ol St. Nick" !
We stood there a bit,not sure what to say,
Then he said,"I don't suppose you'd trade for my sleigh?"
I said,"No Way Santa"and started to grin,
"But if you got the time we could go for a spin!"
His round little mouth,drew up like a bow,
Turned into a smile and he said,"O.K. Lets Go !"
So as not to disturb the neighbors retreat,
We pushed the Camaro on down the street.
Then taking our places to drift down the hill,
I started my Camaro,its always a thrill.
The sound that erupted took him by suprise,
But he liked it alot,by the look in his eyes.
With slicks a smokin' and headers aglow,
We headed on down,where the hot rodders go.
And Santas grin widened,approaching his ears,
With every shift up as I went through the gears.
Then he yelled,"I can't remember when I felt so alive!"
So I backed off the throttle and said,"You wanna drive?"
'Ol Santa was stunned when I gave him the keys,
When he walked past the headlights,he shook at the knees!
The smallblock erupted with the open header sound,
When Santa stomped the pedal,the slicks shook the ground!
7,000 into 2nd,no need for a third.
I just sat there holding on,at a loss for words.
Then I heard him exclaim as he blasted from sight
"Merry Christmas to all,its been a helluva night!!"
Just found it on another board, thought I'd share.