The Texas Chainsaw massacre

After much inner debate, I decided to splash some fuel into the chainsaw my Dad gave me some months back. It had been sitting in the shed as a constant reminder of my pansiness since my shameful attempt at using the thing some back in June. I started the thing on the first pull, and sliced through a couple of horizontal trees like warm butter!!! I will wear these sawdust-covered pants for some hours as a reminder of my bravery.