The Do-Over Page #3

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- Thank you.

- What is it?

You are not gonna believe

what just happened.

I just won a two-day spa weekend

at the Ritz-Carlton Resort

in Naples, Florida!

What?

What? How?

I won the grand prize drawin'

at the reunion.

I don't even remember there being

a drawing at the reunion.

I don't remember the reunion.

But I'll f***ing take it.

Yeah. Woo-hoo!

Party train.

When is it?

- This weekend.

- Oh, that's perfect.

Tracy is gonna get turnt up.

Tracy?

I thought this was our weekend together?

Well, Charlie, it's a spa.

It's totally

a girls' type of thing.

- Oh.

- It's... it's... Oh!

- Oh, okay.

- But, hey... Charlie,

this will give you time

to paint the garage.

Oh, yeah, right...

Oh, my God, they accept dogs!

Tracy's bringing Biscuit!

All right, that sounds fun.

Where the f*** are the fortune cookies?

Karate chop me, you little prick.

I wasn't ready for it.

You ready for this?

A**hole.

Ahoy.

And then it happened.

Permission to come aboard, skipper?

Permission granted, little buddy.

You ready to get your drink on?

Oh, my God.

That is not a Bud Light Party Ball.

If you put your ear to it just right,

you can still hear somebody puking

at a Def Leppard concert.

Huh? Huh?

Uh, but I shouldn't

have a drink right away,

because I popped a few Dramamine just to,

you know, help me get my sea legs.

- Oh...

- But, um...

I did get us some Sea-Band bracelets.

One of the cashiers at Save & Pay

said that this is a miracle worker

for her mother-in-law.

- I get one, too?

- Yeah.

Oh, thanks, man.

So, uh, what do you think of my boat?

This is... insane.

I've never seen anything like it.

My God, I gotta join the FBI.

How long have you had her?

She's a virgin.

I want you to pop her cherry.

- Me?

- Yeah. Grab this.

- What do I do?

- Come on.

- To, uh, kickin' ass and taking names!

- There he is.

- You f***!

- Are you shitting me?

You brought it back to my...

I'm f***ing with you. Yeah!

Yeah. Yeah, man.

Hi!

Hi, guys!

Hey, girls, come on.

Huh?

F***, yeah.

Thank you!

- Oh... Oh! "Show us your dick."

- No.

Show them.

Don't even think about it.

Let's see it.

Come on! Come on!

Okay. Okay.

- Oh!

- Boo!

- What the hell is that?

- Come on!

I couldn't believe it.

I was having the best time

of my adult life.

It was like Max and I had

never been apart.

The years melted away and we were goofy

teenagers again, having nothing but fun.

Max!

Forgetting my troubles for a while

was just what the doctor ordered.

- Wow!

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

F***in' A, baby!

You got dinner for us!

F*** you! F*** you!

Deep down, I knew that soon

I'd have to get back to the real world.

But Max had a way

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