I am currently in Mount Pleasant, Utah right now. We didn't take the van up here, we took Dad's truck, and I feel like a dope for not bringing a camera after what Dad was doing on the trip!!
Dad's truck just happens to get satellite radio, which officially makes it the only car that receives Radio Disney. So, after listening to Huey Lewis for the
entire trip up here, I pleaded to listen to Radio Disney. Dad agreed. (Well, he didn't have a choice. We didn't know what station it was, so Mom kept turning the dial 'til she found it. Thanks, Mom. :))
Unfortunately, out of the whole hour I listened, the best songs were only as we got closer to Mount Pleasant. The rest were mostly hip-hop or rap.
So what do you do if the songs are stupid? You keep Dad awake! Dad make-fun-of-danced to all of them. Especially "Dance Me If You Can" from the Cheetah Girls One World.
"Dance me! Ooh! Dance me! Yeah, yeah!" Dad's lyrics. It didn't help that Mom really had to go to the bathroom and Dad was making her (and me) laugh so hard. The host of the radio station made up a word, "cheet-awesome" describing some Cheetah Girls thing. We used the word the rest of the trip.
Good times, good times.