Golf Cart Madness

Interesting is not even close to the word that should be used for out late night golf cart tours in Sun Lakes Arizona. Taking refuge at mom and dad’s during the holidays could be pretty painful for people who didn’t know what they were getting into. The zoo crew included not only family, friends, and neighbors but sometimes the liver was held hostage. After food, piano playing and singing, having a few adult beverages, and running around the pool in the backyard things were just getting started usually. When it got late and people started to go to bed the Duke began to plan. Sometimes mom would catch us preparing with the golf cart keys that she tried to hide knowing what was probably coming. There were nights when we packed 3,4 and 5 in the golf cart for some full moon golf on any particular Par3 at Cottonwood country club. If the moon wasn’t bright enough you could hear balls bouncing off the top of roofs or splashing into the ponds. One particular night was just dad and the DukeI. After loading up with Remi Martin cognac we took to the golf cart paths. It was later than usual as we toured around. The obnoxious twins were making their way back when Duke noticed there was a broken sprinkler that was completely spraying hard and covering the golf cart path. “Hang on dad” he said as he punched it. This particular golf cart had no governor on it so it went about 190 miles an hour, which may be a slight exaggeration. They blasted through a huge puddle and got sprayed at the same time. The street was only about 20 yards beyond the sprinkler so they went on two wheels as they started crossing the street to take a left. There was a police unit with two cops standing out side the vehicle talking when the two morons went whizzing by. They continued to take a quick right and left and get back on some cartpath laughing their asses off as they went back to the house. They couldn’t imagine what the cops were thinking. It was time for bed. Click on it. Another night on route 10 between Los Angeles and Phoenix, they pulled into a campground which had a golf course. Of course after mom and sis went to bed in the motorhome, the two dopes went to work. They had already plotted during the day where to get the golf cart from. They were all plugged in by the garage. First one they jumped in, of course, had a key in it. Dukey floored it. Unfortunately it was still plugged in to the wall and made an ungodly noise as it ripped out. They left it where it stood and tiptoed to bed. Grow up!!