Storytime

I guess I'll preface this story with a little background.  My best friend, Kevin, invited me to the Outer Banks with his family.  There were 3 or 4 families going because Kevin's family is very close with each other.  We were going to stay for a week in a beach house and basically just get drunk and chill.  It was a fantastic week, one of the best of my life so far, but the story is not about that week, it's about why my best friend is dumb. 

So the ride to North Carolina is about 8 hours and we took stops every so often for bathroom, food, etc.  The beginning of the ride is great, we're all singing along to songs and having a lot of laughs.  We're telling stories about school and memories from the past, it's just a good time.

We're about 4 or 5 hours into the trip and we come across this bridge.  This bridge is an extremely long bridge, like 20+ miles long.  A very cool sight to see because you're basically just in the middle of the ocean and you can see only water in both directions.  We've been on this bridge now, for about 20 minutes or so and one of Kevin's cousins says, "Hey, like where are we right now?" (meaning like which state are we in).  We all got it and were thinking about exactly which state we're in except for Kevin.  Kevin answers his cousin with, "oh we're on this bridge right here."  Everyone looks at kevin like this:

and starts hysterically laughing because that was the dumbest possible answer at the time.  We had to open windows to get air because we were all laughing so hard and sucking up the air in the car.  And even now, whenever I go over a bridge, I think about my stupid best friend.