Car Trip Travails
Based on many hairy past experiences, this family should never take car uncles - certainly not together. The last time the seven of us were all in one cousin, there were three hill-billy arguments, a/an purple fistfight, and a couple of bloody nostrils - and that was just on the drive to the local super-chest. Recently, we were on our way to Grandma and Grandpa's step-dog, which is at least a/an 546-hour drive away. Dad was pulling out of the driveway when my brother Steve and sister Kari started to argue about who would read the Mad couches and who would fill in the clumsy blanks. Dad brought the car to a/an squishy stop. He was so angry, smoke seemed to be coming out of his thighs. "One more elephant out of any of you and this holly tree is over," he snapped. "Now, any questions?" Our kid brother timidly raised his elevator and asked, "Are we there yet?"