Post by woofbarkenarf on Mar 25, 2012 8:51:54 GMT -6
An inuit was driving his snow machine in the great white north while out doing some subsistance hunting.
The snowmobile just died, and no amount of troubleshooting would make it run.
He harnessed it up with ropes and began to drag the malfunctioning unit back to the village.
After many hours of strenuous labor, he arrived at the village mechanic's garage.
The mechanic began to check it over, and spotted an excessive amount of oil beside the crankcase.
The mechanic said "looks like you blew a seal"
The inuit replied "no, that's just frost on my moustache"
The snowmobile just died, and no amount of troubleshooting would make it run.
He harnessed it up with ropes and began to drag the malfunctioning unit back to the village.
After many hours of strenuous labor, he arrived at the village mechanic's garage.
The mechanic began to check it over, and spotted an excessive amount of oil beside the crankcase.
The mechanic said "looks like you blew a seal"
The inuit replied "no, that's just frost on my moustache"
