Keep your foot hard on the peddle, son never mind those beavers, smoke all the meth cause we got a run to deliver.
The girls are horny in Canadiana, and there's dildos in Louisiana, and we'll bring em back not matter what it takessssssssss.
North bound and downnnnnnnnn, loaded up and truckin', we gonna do what they say can't be done.
Only time I ever ran into a beaver, I was fishing at about 2 AM standing in a river in Northern Michigan. Pitch black, middle of nowhere, only the sound of the water, i was literally just casting to the sound of fish rising and hoping for the best. All of the sudden out of nowhere i hear an extremely loud SMACK about 20-30 ft from me. Nearly pooped in my waders lol. Kinda just froze and waited motionless for a while. When you're in the middle of the woods alone in the dead of night not expecting to hear anything but trickling water and crickets that sound felt like a sonic boom going off and I was freaked the f*** out. About 2 or 3 minutes later it happened again. Finally grew some balls and turned on my headlamp. Sure enough some ass hole beaver was sitting on a rock on the shore slappin his tail on a rock to spook me away. Was super relieved lol, but f*** beavers, territorial dicks.