“We’re lost!” Janet exclaimed. “This is the third time I’ve seen that boulder – we’ve been going through these woods in a big circle.”
“Okay, Miss Smarty Pants,” Dave replied, “let’s see if you can do better.”
“Fine with me!” Janet said. “We’ll go *this* way,” and headed off in a different direction at a faster pace. Dave could barely keep up.
They came upon a clearing, and before the two could stop they plopped into the middle of a quicksand pool.
As they rapidly sank into the mire Dave yelled, “You fool! At least we were safer going *my* way!”