Directions? Pshaw, right! I don’t need those…
Male drivers waste six million hours a year
I always ask for directions when necessary btw. But that rarely happens since I diligently print out a map before we leave. In color. At high resolution.
Damn this belgian pale ale I’m drinking is good….
March 18th, 2006 at 8:35 AM
i solve the problem by never leaving my house.
March 24th, 2006 at 9:12 PM
T-H-O-M-A-S G-U-I-D-E. I’m pretty sure they spell it the same way in the Quenn’s English.
Bloody fuckers.