His Road Trip.....Her Road Trip


Hers:

Pulls off at wrong exit.
Opens window.
Asks directions.
Arrives at destination presently.

His:

Pulls off at wrong exit absolutely postive it's the correct one.
Drives five miles into the wilderness, still thinks he's right.
Drives an extra five miles just in case.
Finally rolls down window just to get fresh air.
Pulls up to a 7-11.
Gets three hot dogs, a large slurpee and beef jerky.
Asks person behind counter how to get back onto the highway
Gets back into car.
Laughs at the idea of looking at a map as he pulls away from the 7-11.
Drives down a dirt road with no street lights insisting this is the way because guy from 7-11 said it was.
Almost hits a deer.
Curses the night.
Curses the large slurpee
Drives and fiddles with radio.
Admits he didn't want to go to viist your sister anyway.
He hates your sister.
Ever since she called him a pernicious weasel.
He had to look up pernicious.
Couldn't find dictionary.
Finally found a dictionary.
Couldn't spell pernicious.
Seethes at the memory of it all
And of course you're still lost.

I am happy to report we have gone high tech and bought a TomTom GPS!