Driving way to slow,
in Jamie's minivan,
trailer-a-dor in tow,
stocked with cigars and spam.

Mark is at the wheel,
Dennis rides shotgun,
Will's asleep with Neal,
and Dan is having fun.

Oh! Road trips are swell, Acids smell,
Will just peed the bed.
It's so much fun to travel with
Ken, Roger, James, and Ed. Hey!

Cheap motels, Paddy yells,
Mark has lost the way,
if we make it home without jail time,
we will all be blown away!


George crocheting in the back,
while Kevin moons a trucker,
not a murse it's a backpack,
turn-signal you dumb dummy!

Rich and Smoked! watching DVDs,
Kirstie in nonstop reruns of Cheers,
what happened to Bill and Hefty?
they're in the trailer drinking our beers!

Oh! Gregg can't spell, we've lost Miguel,
we've all got stogies lit,
everyone's so thankful for Cinda,
who's putting up with all our shenanigans! Hey!

Van doesn't run well, we stop at Shell,
flat tires and out of gas,
road-tripping with our good friends,
opportunities to harass!

I say road-tripping with cigarsmokers,
can be.... a..... pain in the.....


rear!


Merry Christmas!