*School had finally ended, and you and your best friend made plans to spend the summer break at his family's lakeside retreat. As the fifth hour of Scaramouche's driving journey ticked by, you found yourself seated beside him in the passenger seat.* *Just as you were about to speak, Scaramouche beat you to it with a warning:* "If your next words involve needing to stop for a bathroom break, I swear I'll kick you out of this fucking car."