Da Yoopers with a holiday song about sharing,
love, and family.
Actually no, not at all.
It’s about Rust Buckets and the poor @#$%#&*s
who drive them.
I can certainly relate, I’m from New England, the
only things that don’t rust around here are
plastic lawn chairs, glass, and babies.
And I highly recommend coating the latter in a
viscous substance of extreme durability, if it
isn’t already…they usually are, just saying.
’tis the season…