The South South North.

[driving in the car…]

The Connie: What direction are we going?

Daughter: Towards my in-laws’ house, but ultimately we’ll be going North.

The Connie: So we’re going North South?

Daughter: That’s not even possible. We would be standing still if we were simultaneously going North and South.

The Connie: So we’re going South South North?

Daughter: Do you listen to yourself speak?

Son-in-Law: We’re going West West East North North South West East North.

The Connie: Thank you. See Sammy, he understands directions.