They ask pirety guys...
They ask midgets captains...
Tbey ask flat headed fortune telling Uncle Sams...
They resort to asking a real scary pirety-like guy. Not much help though.
They will go so far as to check with those who have gone beyond...You would think someoe like that would have the ins and outs of location, but then again...
They check in with Madam Grandmammie the Fortune-teller or whatever...
As for mine, we got as far as Vilano Beach. before he had to ask some unidentifed creature. He didn't now either.
His own flesh and blood didn't even know. Just could not get any answers.
Who knew that all it would take is a trip to Ritas for a Gelati, and all would become clear! We successfully made it to our destination after all!
Whoever said that men don't ask for directions has never traveled around with mine! 
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heehee!
LOL again and again! Where were you guys trying to go?
No where. He was just being a goofball, as usual!
Too Funny! I love it. Looks like you guys had a good time.
Too funny!
Just think, if you had used your GPS, you would of missed all the fun.
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