boys smell

Went on a road trip this weekend with two boys.

This is a little story I wrote to remember the trip.

Boys smell.

Boys fart and burp. They eat your chips when your sleeping. They push their seats all the way back and you have no leg room.

They want to borrow your pillow. Your magazine. Even though they made fun when you packed it.

Boys drive way too fast when it rains. Then yell at you to stop talking so they can concentrate.

They hog the radio and make you listen to sports.

Boys get mad when you have to stop and pee.

Boys smell.