A professor returned his new chainsaw to the shop where he bought it, complaining bitterly:
“You told me I would be able to saw a cord of wood in a morning with this thing.”
“Well, I worked all weekend—sunup to sundown!—and all I got was a tiny rick and a lot of blisters!”
The owner said, “OK, let’s take it out back and check it out.”
The shop owner flips the switch, primes the Woodboss and stands on its handle.
He yanks its tail.
It fires right up: RIN-YIN-YIN, Rin yin yin yin yin yin .... and then he easily slices a round off a cottonwood log.
The professor is aghast: “What was all that stuff you were doing?”
“And WHAT was all that infernal noise?!”