Pick a Passenger
As the voice of wisdom and discretion, I have to wade in here and say my sweet bride of 25 years would be my passenger of choice. I couldn't belch or pass gas in front of any of those previously mentioned and would be very uncomfortable. Dream on boys; a fantasy life is a wonderful thing. (At this point feel free to shout BS at your monitor.)
Speaking of wives, I had a great experience with mine the other night. We went to Dillards where we ran into an old girlfriend of mine (27 years ago, before present wife). We spoke for a few seconds, and then my wife excused herself to go shop, leaving me and the Ex to visit. I was so proud of her attitude; 10 years ago jealousy would probably have gotten the best of her.





