We're on our way home from a ski vacation. Mark's the driver; I'm the navigator. This morning (in the dark at 5:30am), Mark said, “I don't need a GPS. I already have a voice to direct me.”
I, of course, cracked up.
Labels: humor, personal
We're on our way home from a ski vacation. Mark's the driver; I'm the navigator. This morning (in the dark at 5:30am), Mark said, “I don't need a GPS. I already have a voice to direct me.”
I, of course, cracked up.
Labels: humor, personal