The best Christmas gifts are ones you buy yourself

I had a surprise package when I got home tonight.  A chainsaw.  I didn’t realize it, but I accidentally clicked on the wrong tab on my banking site, probably because I was half in the bag.  This led to the discovery I had about 36,000 unclaimed points on my card.  The choices were fascinating – a gift card to one of nine places I hadn’t ever shopped or ate at, a deep fryer or an electric chainsaw.  Being a practical man, and huge fan of Jesse James Dupree from Jackyl, I got the ‘saw.

My girlfriend was beside herself with glee as I told her all the fun I would have with my new toy, such as practicing wood carvings on the trees in her yard.  I’ll start with a statue of myself riding a bald eagle with twin uzis, then it’s all naked chicks and maybe a wooden Conan the Barbarian.  She’s a lucky woman, that’s for sure.  That’s about it, the only other things you can do with a chainsaw are play the chainsaw riff from a couple Jackyl songs (yes, there are more than one) or dismember bodies.  Luckily for everyone, I think I’ll work on the Lumberjack riff.  As Mr. Dupree says, I ain’t jacked my lumber baby, since my chainsaw you.