Getting Ready

Right away, you shut off your computer and go downstairs to pack.

"Where are you going?" Your mother asks.

"Fishing with Bob."

"Today? But I already invited your little cousin to come over and play today! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Sorry, mom, it was last minute. Just give Joe a Nintendo or something."

"How about you wait until they come over, and then you can take Joe with you."

"Sorry, mom, we're going overnight. You know how Aunt Nancy is...."

She huffs but doesn't argue.

Bob pulls up soon after and helps you load all your gear into his trunk.

"Nice, we might get there by noon." You say.

"Hope so. Here, I need to call my dad." As he's driving, he puts the phone on speaker. "Hey Dad."

"Hiya, calling me for the first time in a month? You must be wanting to know what color balloons to pick for the welcome home party."

"Haha, no Dad, I'm calling to say I'm going fishing with my friends. We'll be there overnight so just so you know why I'm not home."

"Fishing? Oh, no! Now that daddy's coming home you boys have nowhere to party, do you?"

"Haha, yeah, something like that..."

"OK, you guys have fun, but I'm warning you - if you don't catch anything, don't even bother coming home," Mr. Raster jokes, hanging up the call.

"Fuck!" Bob makes a u-turn.

"What?"

"I forgot to bring the vodka."