Growing up my mom always made me keep an eye on my little sister and my dog when I was in the back. This is mainly because when we brought my sister home for the first time, my dog stole and ate her pacifier.
Backseat sings along to the music loudly whilst car dancing/bobbing with me cause that's what I do whilst shotgun and it's a lonely job with no backseater
no
ARE WE THERE YET?
NO!