Me: Are we lost?
SquirrelBoy: Nope, I know exactly where we are.
SquirrelBoy: Why do you ask?
Me: Oh, nothing.
SquirrelBoy: We’re going to Target. I know where we are.
Me: I just ask, because…
Me: Well, I’m no Magellan, but…
Me: But we’ve passed that police truck four times.
Me: That PARKED police truck.
SquirrelBoy: Oh. Okay, maybe we’re a little lost.
Me: Twice in each direction. We’re going in circles, dude.
SquirrelBoy: Okay, NOW we’re going the right way.
Me: Four times. Look kids! Big Ben! Parliament!
SquirrelBoy: Oh hush.
Me: Don’t put on coffee, we’re not staying!
Me: We’re in a vortex. The Springfield vortex. We live here now.
SquirrelBoy: Are you done yet?
Me: It’s the Winchester Mystery House of towns. We just keep driving and driving and we can never leave.
SquirrelBoy: Please stop.
Me: If we go fast enough, we’ll spin in circles so fast we’ll travel back in time.
SquirrelBoy: Look. So we got a little lost. I admit it. I’m sorry.
Me: Look kids! Big Ben! Parliament!