Long-distance Driving Pillows

How's my driving? 1-900-555-3121

So Close..

Runner collapsing over the finishing line.

Missing You.

Did you miss me?

"...is somebody playing Wonderwall?"

"Say! While I'm off in the Holy Land, why don't you find a little crusade of some kind that interests you?"

Runner 007 is given a martini for refreshment.

'We're almost 1/8th of the way there.'

"Only 10,000 more years and we'll be together forever, my darling."

"You knew I was a migratory bird when you married."

Cards, Missing You, Missing Ewe (a ram looking for a card for his loved one),

You are not forgotten!

A planet like ours - Penguin to camel - "It wouldn't work either way my darling. I'm getting sunburnt out here and back home you'd freeze to death."

Kathleen felt she was stuck between Iraq and a heart place.

Even though we have to keep our distance...

'I know we're not 'almost there,' but I keep asking just to keep her focused.'

'Mr Benett says that he's left his heart in San Fransisco.'

A Sat Nav that displays toilet stops

International date line.

That's a shame. What's a shame? Did I do something wrong, officer? TSA. Yes, you did. You let your boyfriend turn you down. So what if he's 15,000 miles away in Russia? If I were your man, I'd never let that stop me. I would fly to the ends of the earth for you. This routing ever work for you? Good lord this routine must work for you.

Snowman fantasy

The Lonesome Highway - Next 30 Miles No Shoulder to cry on.

"This is your captain speaking. Thank you for flying with us, and for using your time on board to contemplate the cruel paradox of polluting the very planet that we love to travel and explore."

Missing You#2

'I'm on my way dear!'

"I miss cuddling up in bed with you."

"We met in Purgatory, and I think we're going to try to make it work long distance."

Truck Introspection Station: 'Am I happy? Does my life have meaning?'

Qantas London Sydney

Distraction Next Exit: Almost there.

Crawling Marathon.

Love in social networks

'My wife and I have single beds, mine in London and hers in Lincoln.'

"He's perfect, but he lives all the way on the other side of the apple."