I thought I'd contribute an actual story, rather than just listing movie spoilers
One time I was working in the desert and a call came through on the 2-way that the surveyors had managed to get themselves bogged up passed the axle in mud trying to drive across a salt lake to an island. There had been some rains a few weeks previous, so they'd misread the dry cracked crust, that hid deep sticking mud underneath. They must have thought their momentum would take them to the island and given it some welly, but had only managed to reach halfway.
Now the thing at the time was to give a carton of beer to each man of the vehicle that rescued you, so there was a bit of a rush to get out there and claim the prize. The drillers, skiivers that they were, got there first, but managed to get their own shitty Hi-lux just as badly bogged trying to get close enough. So now it was two was two cartons per man, and half the exploration camp was gearing up like It's a Mad, Mad, Mad world.
I and my fieldies got their first, and surveyed the situation. We had two 50m extra long snatch straps, but they were at least 200m out into the lake. The only way was the hard way. The only trees in the viscinity were some scrubby specimens on the island. So we formed a group and denuded the whole area. The rest digged the sucking mud until the tire were free, hard yakka when the mercury was over 40. We then wedged as much vegetation as we could, as well as rubber mats and even parts of the roo-jack under the half-deflated tyres, and created a running-board track of wood along the wheel ruts all the way back to safety. It took a good few hours of sweat.
When we were ready we daisy chained the snatch straps, and then did the delicate buisness of pulling them out. To much torque early on and the strap can snap, sometimes whiplashing back. Every vehicle has to give just the right amount of power in co-ordination, and build once they start moving. We got them out this time. Just as well as the rains came heavy a few days later and we could have lost two vehicles. The free piss at the wet mess that night went down without touching the sides. Later we were told that the island was a sacred site and off limits, so we wouln't have been able to drill their anyway.
I never said it'd have anything to do with the topic.
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Tue 11 Jun 2013, 22:50, 3 replies)

tldr
something about snatch straps and towing with a lot of spelling and grammar errors.
(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Wed 12 Jun 2013, 2:49, closed)

Sorry, ringo,
I just can't keep up with all these name changes.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Wed 12 Jun 2013, 9:06, closed)

Personally
I would like to Daisy Chain a Snatch Strap. It sounds intriguing.
(andythepieman Is surfing the waves of indifference on, Wed 12 Jun 2013, 15:53, closed)