Look, like I already told the Greenskeeper, Moses and I had stopped off at the clubhouse and had a few first and we weren't in the mood for any bullshit "rules." As for my son, once that Damn Hippie starts smoking that wacky stuff, there's just no controlling him. It was actually the first time he's been off that commune of his in centuries. But the TPC staff didn't mind. After all, I'm a pretty big tipper.