You have not seen old Tobe Phips and Randel Hacks for a long time. They have called but you always would make excuses to not go out. Dammit you are bored as fuck and nobody in this county is going to hire you. You all go bowling. You consume four pitchers of beer between the three of you. You somehow manange to not get into any trouble at all. You do have a pounding headache the next morning though.