It’s a funny song and all. I was humming along. Then around 52 seconds into it there’s a hydraulic wood splitter and… ouch! My ego just took a hit.
Hat tip to Free Thinker.
Good thing you didn’t see this guy:
Hate to think what THAT would do to your ego.
But then again, if ya REALLY wanna do it right, there’s only one way to go:
But please don’t forget that Julie still needs an onion sammich…
Or for an alternate approach, “FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!“:
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That is totally going on my list of campfire guitar songs to learn. And it’s true; guys never look good naked. But the ladies always do.
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