The Epic Journey

Yesterday, or early this morning today, whatever, we returned from our trip to Minnesota. Now here are some of the best times on the road of NOTHING. 'K maybe I should fill you in.

We traveled from Cheeseland to the state of Iowa where there is NOTHING. "Fields of Oppertunity", esta loco, should be "Fields of NOTHING!" Yep, NOTHING. And when we went over a bridge I realized that the noise the road makes is the angels singing. So it'd be like, "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" and my mom said that it was the best description or that noise she's ever heard. And then we passed this sign that said "BURCHINAL" and I said that Burchinal was a disease of the mouth. So my mom and I came up with symptoms, some of which include: Bleeding of the gums; swelling of the teeth; bruising of the roof of mouth; and many other unpleasant things.
Then there was this other sign which said "MASON CITY" and "CHARLES CITY". What did Mason and Charles do to get their own city? They discovered Burchinal.

Then we entered Minnesota. It was boring. Until we reached our destination based on a crappy navigator app. It got us all lost and and was like, "Recalculating route." Yeah, you do that.

So that was our trip. Almost.

"What do you mean 'almost?'"

"Jimmy go stand on the ceiling!"

"Aww, relish!"

Cheese Face out.