Highway to Hell

Ahem, having just returned from T.O. for a wedding I was left wondering why the hell anyone would choose to live there. Honestly, the traffic is always bad, they're horrible bad drivers and they smell. Ok, I didn't really sniff anyone so the last statement cannot be proven but I really just have to rant after spending 10 hours in the backseat of my parents truck with Willow the Greyhound who has bad breath. Thank Jeebus I took Gravol and passed out for a couple of hours each way. I love you Gravol. I think I love you more than Stef's home-made choco chip cookies. (Hint-hint, nudge-nudge)