backseat gps

dad...hey dad, u r totally going the wrong way. the candy store is on the other side of town by the place that smells like cheetos and pennies..dad..dad, no u missed like the most perfect place to make a u turn cuz now u r going to have to make a pooperdil across like eleventy lanes of traffic and
even during non holidays it is a pain in the poopertootie at this time of day. dad...dad! omg u missed another chance to pick up the bypass and that would have saved us like, o, seven minutes of travel time. which is really important bc i am not getting any young-

-er. dad, seriously, if u want i can drive. just pull over and move my car seat to the front bc i like the xtra height so i can see over the hood...

oo dad, if u hang a derecho the chikky fil yay is only like fifty pedals beyond the intersection, and they give bonus treats every tootsday which
is pretty much every day if u know what i mean...

dad? dad?

mom, can we switch places cuz it seems dad cannot hear a word i am saying...