So I figured I would give it a shot. I got there around 9:30 and the place seemed pretty quite. I grabbed my clubs and made my way over to the pro sho.... Staff was friendly and asked if I was a solo or had other players with me? I said I was alone and they asked if I wanted to have another player with me, there was a guy out on the putting green also solo. I said sure, I would play with him.The guy yelled out to him and said we found a partner for you if you wanna double up. I wasn't paying. What I want to go do. So screw you." Shit. Me too, Morty? At least take me out to dinner fi--UUURRRRss-st, Casanova," burped Rick sarcastically."Very funny, Rick. Alright I think that's it. I'm doing it I'm really gonna go do this!" He sounded like he was psyching himself up while letting Rick know he wasn't going to be able to stop him. Morty gave one last defiant look at his grandfather before pulling the trigger. An energetic green portal opened before him with a warple. A grin cracked. The switchboard hummed a bit, and then that familiar Texas twang sang out over the phone at me.“Yo’ Boss, It’s me, Nate!”“Uh huh, un huh, yeah I got your message...” I started to chuckle.“Yeah, I got a case of ‘Shiner’ here at the house!”“Sure, I’m free tomorrow for a little spin ‘round the lake. What time? Uh huh ... Yeah, I know the spot, at the top of the lake, right? Un huh, yeah! You mind if I bring a couple of friends?”I listened intently to the other end of the conversation.“Yeah, you. We'd greet them with hugs, and then they'd come inside. People knew Mom and Dad hosted parties, and they'd even made a point of inviting some of the neighbors. They spread the word through all of the gossip channels that we'd put a movie on the projection TV, had a cocktail hour and buffet, and that was it. It was a very tame party compared to what really happened.You don't give the snoops any opening. That meant nobody changed into their party clothes until they were out of any possible sight.