A bachelor party on Catalina Island.
We spent the weekend under a system of penalties and proposition bets. It cost you a dollar if you inadvertently said your wife or girlfriend's name, for instance, while everyone paid you a dollar for a hole-in-one on the mini-golf course.
Then there were the proposition bets you set up on the side of that system.
"I have a number written down on my hand," I said during some downtime. "It's between 0 and 10. I'll pay out 11:1 to anybody who can guess it. Who wants that action?"
Zac took me on for a dollar and guessed 5. I took his money.