My 4x4 caravan had a crushed oil pan, all the oil leaked out last week. We drove it this week. It didn't get very far up the path and the motor ceased. That's why it got blasted with the apple cannon. It's a piece of shit now. It's dead forever. So I need a new van to drive.
This one was started in April. It didn't keep running, a fuel system problem. I think I've solved that now. There is some muddy battery from hell from the floppy cock.
But we ran into another problem. F**cking bees. Do you see them all? They want to get me. Lots of bees. Well, I won't be able to start this 77 Van. It says, it kills spiders, but it better kills more. Alright, here they are, here we go. Bastards, damn bees. Oh! Yeah, you are mad now. You are mad. Can't even fly. Suckers! Kick, kick, kick. Come on, kick harder, we are going for a ride. Oh! More bees, more bees. That's the problem you kill the ones in the hive and more come back and don't anything is going on.
They sure did get growing while it sat. Look at that, I even got vine running out of the steering column right where the radio goes, everywhere. This thing's always started before. I know it will start. I am going to clean that carburetor little bit. So I hope I can keep it running this time. F*cking bees, more bees.
Well, now I got the car valve apart. Here are the floats, here is the needle and seat assembly, the top and lots of crusty shit inside. I got to get this thing cleaned up and maybe we can go for a ride.
Well, this is my portable compressed air tank for blowing out carburetors. You are not near your big compressor. It's a modified propane tank with a recharging nipple. Let us do the carburetor. Here we go, oh! Yeah. F*ck bees f*ck on my face. Because the bees don't smell gas, they still keep coming back. They don't know that I am a home wrecker yet.
Well, now I am going to fill the carburetor bowl with that expensive Iraqi nectar, many Americans have died by and no Canadians luckily. To precharge this thing, so it will be a guaranteed start and run. Because Canadians are not stupid enough to Iraq and die for someone else's oil. We got Alberta. Lots of boron(ph) maybe it's kind of sticky, but you guys will still buy it.
The only thing we've got to fight is mad bees, mad bees everywhere. Crabs going back together nicely. Now we've got to hook the manifold heated choke backup, accelerator pump linkage, couple of screws, be ready for a try. I already got the redneck key in place. Now carb is all back together, redneck gas cans all hooked up and ready to go, filled with pure Alberta gold.
Guaranteed on this video, no Americans were killed to rescue any fuel. This came straight down in Young Street all the way on the world's road from Alberta to Southern Ontario. Well, it did have to stop off in Sarnia to get refined, but that's sure beats fighting the Taliban or Iraqi's Prime Minister who knows what to killer bees maybe.
Now, a little prime for a good time and we are ready to go. I've even got my redneck key. She is in neutral looks like reverse is up and over. Let's see if it is forward right now? Let's see what' happens. F*cking glass. Oh, yeah. I think we are good to get lucky. Oh! Yeah. We got no more. Little warming up. Put the gas on. Come on, you can do it. Oh! Bees, more bees, lot more bees. Look at all those f*cking bees. Oh my god, this is going to be a very unsafe rice. I better get nuclear weapons die. Die you Iraqis.
Hey, here we go. Come on here. Yes! We made it. Hey! Pontiac what's taken? Oh! We've even got a brake. Even idling. That the car cleaning has made it run better than it has ever run. Cool. I love these, they never die.
Not again! This thing isn't a f*cking torus, is it? The sound of a manual reverse. So let's go over a good curve now. One hand, no power steering.
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