tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post6497534199096462488..comments2009-10-21T10:44:26.066-04:00Lady Of The Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974721717486001320noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-67843033309180665212009-10-21T10:44:26.066-04:002009-10-21T10:44:26.066-04:00

Exactly why I won't trust a GPS :) I'll settle for getting lost and calling my dad lmao!

Sarcasticahttp://sarcastica.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-59758842696902906242009-09-25T21:21:37.001-04:002009-09-25T21:21:37.001-04:00

Not that I doubted you or even accepted that bet, to be clear, but IF I DID then I owe you twenty three fucking dollars! <br /><br />As far as Gina the GPS Bitch, just bend her over already and show her who&#39;s boss.

Sarahhttp://momalom.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-5532621430284644142009-09-25T17:02:45.780-04:002009-09-25T17:02:45.780-04:00

I threw my GPS out of the window....on the highway.

Nelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16872386813420289704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-24602016165150584332009-09-23T21:30:05.343-04:002009-09-23T21:30:05.343-04:00

i&#39;m an old schooler also - well sort of <br /><br />i&#39;m a mapquest then check yahoo maps then check one more, compare all three, pick the one with shortest arrival time, forget all three maps at home on kitchen table

SPEAKING FROM THE CRIBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00875665332513211981noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-42298814725169786192009-09-23T21:03:55.870-04:002009-09-23T21:03:55.870-04:00

loves it phd. I do that with pretty much everything else. Shit, I suck.

Lady Of The House Copyright 2009. All rights reservedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974721717486001320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-85734488187583934822009-09-23T09:34:27.473-04:002009-09-23T09:34:27.473-04:00

I have a gps cellphone. Dial husband and whimper.

phd in yogurtryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13271891110211081990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-68221929346063916832009-09-23T00:04:36.961-04:002009-09-23T00:04:36.961-04:00

We just need some time apart.

Lady Of The House Copyright 2009. All rights reservedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974721717486001320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-29731139466856737712009-09-22T00:09:21.565-04:002009-09-22T00:09:21.565-04:00

Look on the bright side! She hasn&#39;t told you to drive into a river yet. Then you know it&#39;s over...

12gViolethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15144401394181695918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-86608063940190067232009-09-21T23:10:57.815-04:002009-09-21T23:10:57.815-04:00

ok love the Kenny Rogers ref.

Lady Of The House Copyright 2009. All rights reservedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974721717486001320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-28918448992360829302009-09-21T17:29:05.455-04:002009-09-21T17:29:05.455-04:00

I&#39;m old school. I just use my &quot;instincts&quot;,get lost near street where the hookers hang out, then cry until someone calls the cops. Works every time.

Wendihttp://www.wendiaarons.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5400598657939467065.post-69796606752840571542009-09-21T16:50:00.452-04:002009-09-21T16:50:00.452-04:00

Mine is named Lucille. She picks &#39;fine times to leave me&#39; all the time.

Laura.Hartlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13652602660416821583noreply@blogger.com