I ain’t never seen a hearse with a luggage rack.
I was listening to country music on my drive through the countryside (can you see a common theme here?) and this caught my attention. Since we clearly can’t take it all with us when we die, what are we doing with our time while we are living?
I promptly got myself lost on some unmarked roads. (Okay, okay, I’ll admit there were signs with numbers, but the numbers meant little to me.) I didn’t see any hearses; in fact, I saw very few other vehicles at all.
Eventually I made it home, but now I have a new question: do I need a GPS?