Are you just dying to know what happened to Queen of Spain and I after we found ourselves on the dark back roads of nowhere, the same way horror movies start??
We did what any two youngish girls in a topless Jeep Wrangler (fine, SUBURBAN!) would do: We listened to the GPS guide us and re-route us back to the main road, past the scene of the accident. DUH.
Although, I must say, I was leery. I just got the GPS system and I'm not sure I trust it yet. So as we drove those horrifyingly scary three minutes of a detour, QoS and I did have that entire conversation and were both certain THIS WAS IT.
Lucky for you bitches, it wasn't.
Lucky for TWO of you bitches, there's something else you should know about Queen of Spain and I. We're super decisive. Like, soooo decisive that when it came to choosing a winner for the Choose Your Own Blog Post Ending contest, we... couldn't and decided to give out TWO $25 Amazon.com gift cards to...
(drum roll please...)
David K - based on merit (that was an AWESOME and FREAKY ending)
Muskrat - because he had us making out (do I need to explain that?)
BUT! EVERYONE who participated in the contest gets a #suckit sticker from Queen of Spain.
(I feel like Oprah, giving away cars to everyone only it's stickers to put on your cars and they're not even my stickers, they're Erin's. But whatever. I'm popular!)