I'm terrible at giving directions,I mean...you could put a compass and a map in my hand, slap me in the middle of the wilderness, and tell me I have to find my way out. Then point to a series of signs, that literally say HEY YOU, LOST GUY, COME THIS WAY, I MEAN IT...YEAH YOU...THERE'S BEER THIS WAY! At about that point I'd turn around, fold the map into a paper hat, because, let's be honest; I'm in the woods I have to look good. sit down, roll into a fetal position, and cry. Because I'm a pussy, and then I'd cry some more, in realization of my pussy factor. And Just for good measure, I'd wet myself....and possibly try to eat a tree...