So you met some kid that lives near you during orientation and talked about a carpool for Winter Break. Sounds good, right? Wrong. Just take a look at one of the many possible scenarios:Dad: So boys, how were finals?Son: They were fine.You: Good.Dad: How’d you do.Son: They actually haven’t posted all the grades yet.Dad: Really? (Turns to you) Are your grades posted?You: Oh, uh, yeah, mine were posted.Dad: Interesting…(Turns to his son) Now how about you stop lying to me you little cocksucker.Son: Dad-Dad: Listen you little dirtbag, I’ll pull this car over right now. I will pull this car over, tear down your pants and spank you. Don’t think I won’t embarrass you in front of your friend.You: Really, they actually haven’t posted all the gra-Dad: You just shut the hell up! Just because I don’t know you don’t think I won’t smack your ass til it’s pink!Son: I got a C on my Calc final, okay?! I got a 74, are you happy now?Dad: Oh yes, I’m thrilled. Thrilled that my son is halfway retarded. Thirty thousand dollars for mediocrity. Great, just great.5 minutes where no one talksSon: Can we turn on the radio.Dad: No.10 minutesDad: Is this 95 South?You: I think it’s North.Dad: I know what it is.5 minutesSon: How is mom.Dad: She’ll be fine until I tell her about that math grade. She might die of a broken heart.Son: Jesus dad.Dad: Oh no! Oh no you stupid little ingrate! Don’t you talk about Jesus, Jesus could have passed a math exam.Son: A 74 is passing!Dad: I will turn this Volvo around. I swear to God. You shut your pouty asshole of a mouth or I will take off my belt and strangle you with it like the dirtbag clit face that you are. I hate you.Son: There might be a curve, you know.Dad: Yeah, a curve to your spine after I kick you in it, you Scoliosis backed piece of dried jizz. Don’t you try to make me feel better about this. I will crash into a truck on your side of the car. I swear to God.Son: Sorry.40 minutes of silence.You: This is my exit.