Use the back button
This is what you get for not bringing the map. You always do this! Why
can’t you just ask for directions like everyone else? It’s last summer’s
trip all over again. Billy still has never seen Yosemite, because oh no you
knew there was a short-cut, and you knew we’d save enough in gas alone to
spend an extra night. I didn’t say anything, because I know how you get,
and the next thing we knew, all the street signs were in French, and people
were flinging cows at us. Oh you thought it was all good and fun until the
one hit the station wagon, and then oh no you wouldn’t stand for this sort
of behavior and you had to make a scene. My sister was right, I should have
just married that nice boy up the street; at least he knew how to get to
California without passing through rural Quebec. How about you listen to me
for once and try the back button before I have to call my mother.