A couple things;

You get out of the truck, you enter the food chain

Snow melts, its time to cut firewood

You can go so far in about any direction, it'll turn into a matter of survival getting back.

There are places so quiet, you can hear your hormones.

Son of a liberal: " What did you do in the War On Terror, Daddy?"

Liberal father: " I fought the Americans, along with all the other liberals."

MOLON LABE