I know well the sorts of things you do to keep yourself sane on long road trips.
My parents bought a cheap summer house by my grandparents when I was a teenager. We made a lot of weekend, summer trips up there. A quick drive was 6 hours or so, with bad traffic closer to 7 to 7.5 hours.
I remember one drive back home, my brother and I decided to make a nuisance of ourselves for our older sister and youngest brother.
To sister: “Yokozuna Tina!! Win 12 Basho!” (we’d spent the previous week watching Sumo tourney’s on grandma’s satellite TV setup)
To brother: (in german accent) “Little flower boy! Smells like flowers!”
It did not bother my siblings any. But my mom finally cracked about 4 hours into this and yelled at us to just shut up. lol! It’s still a hilarious inside joke among my family.
