Road Runner Connoisseur Pillows

'Maybe you should slow down.'

'My feet are killing me.'

"Portrait of a Lady"

"The GPS works great, we have satellite TV installed, the Sirius stereo sounds fantastic and our every move is tracked by Qualcomm. But could you turn around? I left me iphone at the house. . ."

'A cheeky red?'

"It better not be any of that over oaked chardonnay."

Bacchus.

"I find that hugely offensive!"

How am I abducting?

Kardiff.

"As an avid red wine drinker, I can say, with certainty, that the notion that drinking clarity impares claret is false!"

Songs about Texas, next 1100 miles.

"Only three more miles and tonight we're good for tiramisu!"

Every time you make a blend, somewhere, a wine maker dies.

Runner collapsing over the finishing line.

'No, I'm not the sommelier; in fact, I don't even work here - I've just always wanted to try this wine.'

'You certainly have a well equipped workbench.'

"Why did we run out of wine?! I'll tell you why...Mary's son brought 12 of his friends who crashed the wedding party! That's why!"

'Why, thank you. When they started the vineyard five generations ago, I heard they were shooting for freakin' awesome.'

Cash Machines From Across the Land

"I make it myself!"

'Do you know the way to San Jose without breaking into a Bacharach number?'

"I told him he should have trained more."

Yes, That Was The Exit

I always play the GPS through the backseat speakers. That's were I'm used to receiving instructions.

'Time to buy.'

"I'm prescribing a mild sedative. Go wine shopping and get yourself a nice Chablis."

"No matter what, sleep when the bay sleeps."

YONDER...next 347 miles.

Women in a cross country race

'If the GPS has to tell you, 'No, we're not there yet' one more time...'

GPS can still have a few bugs in the system.

"This car is very fast and very expensive. Just how bad is your midlife crisis?"

Recalculating!

Be open to help.