If you're anything like me, then you keep odd hours and throw care and sleep to the wind. This would include late night drives to places you have never been and trusting a GPS that has gotten you lost before. And did I mention you have one of your best friends and the Queen in tow?
Let me put the ages into perspective for you:
Queen: 33
BF: 25 (soon to be 26)
Me: 22
The reason for us heading down to Stockton at 8 pm is not important, it is the conversation that filled the silence on our way that makes it funny.
Mixed tapes are a classic way to spend a car ride, and this one was no exception. The Queen has quite the selection of CD's and playlists; so he likes to pick one at random, put it in, and the rest of us just roll with it. Well, it was a 90's sort of evening, and of course there was Britney, and then NCYNC and Backstreet Boys.
As soon as Bye Bye Bye comes on we all start singing and dancing (what else are long car rides for?) When the song changes, my friend decides to ask :
"Hey, remember when the biggest argument was who was better - NCYNC or Backstreet Boys? I lost friends over that in grade school."
Now, I'm too young to have had those arguments. But the Queen...
"What are you talking about - grade school? I was in high school!! Ya'll such babies!" and then he proceeded to fake a heart attack and break into hysterical laughter that was on the edge of tears - real tears. Somewhere in all of that were the phrases "grade school" and "I'm old".
At this point my friend and I can't breath because we are laughing so hard. The phrase "Drama Queen" took on a whole new meaning.
These are my friends and this is what we do.
P.S. We recovered ourselves by switching the CD to the Broadway soundtrack of The Lion King.
As expected, conversation moved on and we got to talking about the last time I took the Queen down to Stockton. He thought it was to get his mattress, but that was a different friend. I only took him down the time before that, citing the point that it was shortly after we moved in together and it was one of the hottest days on record that summer - breaking triple digits.
My friend, with her gift of timing, said that it would have sucked to be driving in that temperature. The only thing I could muster was:
"Yeah it did. Why do you think one of my arms is darker than the other?"
Drivers tan is a bitch (which I still have, but not as badly), and that one line made everybody laugh all over again.
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