Mom can’t come along

I went out on a golf course to watch my son play golf. I rode along with him in the cart. I know nothing about golf. 

My son said “it’s in! It’s in!”

His friends said “it’s in? Yes!! It’s in!!

I said “I don’t see it. In where? In the hole?”

He said “no in that bunker over there about 600 yards away. Of course in the hole” (read that with sarcasm)
I said “I’m not coming next time am I?”
He said “I can’t believe you even asked” 

I said “I’ll take that as a maybe”

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