John and his son, Tim, had just moved to the small town of Oakdale, and they were excited to join the local country club. They had always loved golf and couldn't wait to make new friends and spend their weekends playing on the lush green course.
When they arrived at the club for their first day, they were greeted by the head pro, Mr. Thompson. He gave them a tour of the facilities and introduced them to a few of the other members. Everything seemed to be going great until they were approached by a group of older men who called themselves the "hazing committee."
The hazing committee informed John and Tim that, as new members, they were expected to undergo a series of initiation rituals. John and Tim were hesitant, but the hazing committee assured them that it was all in good fun and that everyone at the club had gone through it.
The first ritual was a charity golf event, where the club raised money for a local children's hospital. John and Tim participated and, although they didn't win, they had a great time.
However, little did they know that the real hazing was yet to come. After the golf event, the hazing committee brought out a set of wooden stocks, complete with an electronic lock. They told John and Tim that they would be locked in the stocks until the club reached a certain fundraising goal.
John and Tim were uneasy about this, but the hazing committee assured them that it wouldn't be for long and that they would be well taken care of. However, as the hours ticked by and the fundraising goal seemed to get higher and higher, John and Tim began to worry.
To make matters worse, the hazing committee decided to remove John and Tim's golf shoes and socks, exposing their ticklish feet to the rest of the club. The members took turns tickling their feet, laughing at their reactions and ignoring their pleas to be let go.
As the day went on, John and Tim were tickled to tears and even wet themselves from the constant tickling. They begged and pleaded for the hazing committee to stop, but they just laughed and continued to tickle their feet.
As the sun began to set, the club was nowhere close to reaching its fundraising goal, and the hazing committee announced that John and Tim would have to be locked in the stocks for at least another week. They even mentioned taking them around the community, letting people tickle their feet for a fee until they could raise the funds to unlock the stocks.
John and Tim were terrified at the thought of being tickled for an entire week, but they knew they had no choice. They braced themselves for the long and torturous tickling session ahead, hoping that they would be able to raise the funds and escape their ticklish fate.
When they arrived at the club for their first day, they were greeted by the head pro, Mr. Thompson. He gave them a tour of the facilities and introduced them to a few of the other members. Everything seemed to be going great until they were approached by a group of older men who called themselves the "hazing committee."
The hazing committee informed John and Tim that, as new members, they were expected to undergo a series of initiation rituals. John and Tim were hesitant, but the hazing committee assured them that it was all in good fun and that everyone at the club had gone through it.
The first ritual was a charity golf event, where the club raised money for a local children's hospital. John and Tim participated and, although they didn't win, they had a great time.
However, little did they know that the real hazing was yet to come. After the golf event, the hazing committee brought out a set of wooden stocks, complete with an electronic lock. They told John and Tim that they would be locked in the stocks until the club reached a certain fundraising goal.
John and Tim were uneasy about this, but the hazing committee assured them that it wouldn't be for long and that they would be well taken care of. However, as the hours ticked by and the fundraising goal seemed to get higher and higher, John and Tim began to worry.
To make matters worse, the hazing committee decided to remove John and Tim's golf shoes and socks, exposing their ticklish feet to the rest of the club. The members took turns tickling their feet, laughing at their reactions and ignoring their pleas to be let go.
As the day went on, John and Tim were tickled to tears and even wet themselves from the constant tickling. They begged and pleaded for the hazing committee to stop, but they just laughed and continued to tickle their feet.
As the sun began to set, the club was nowhere close to reaching its fundraising goal, and the hazing committee announced that John and Tim would have to be locked in the stocks for at least another week. They even mentioned taking them around the community, letting people tickle their feet for a fee until they could raise the funds to unlock the stocks.
John and Tim were terrified at the thought of being tickled for an entire week, but they knew they had no choice. They braced themselves for the long and torturous tickling session ahead, hoping that they would be able to raise the funds and escape their ticklish fate.
