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A vacation that’s like a dumpster fire but you’re driving a hot rod and your dog is judging you the whole time. You’re broke, you’re alone, and your next stop is either a gas station or a hotel that smells like old socks.
I left my job and my ex to go on a Mad Max vacation. My dog didn’t even blink.
My Mad Max vacation started with a flat tire and ended with me eating a sandwich at a gas station.
I told my mom I was going on a vacation. She said, ‘You’re just going to drive around in a muscle car and complain.’