Think of it in terms of layers:
Layer One - You are stuck in your mother's minivan.
Layer Two - Your mother is driving.
Layer Three - She is listening to Il Divo, loves it, and can't understand why you don't.
Layer Four - She attempts to give you advice on the best places to pick up men. She is 63 and has been married since the age of 29.
If I could have jumped out of the car and run home screaming, I would have. Unfortunately we were half way to Northridge and I would have immediately burst into flames upon touching the ground.
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