My son Adam was grounded this weekend, so as punishment he had to come with me and sit inside Gruene Harley to do nothing while I worked. The next thing I know, he's outside escorting the young ladies on and off the stage! Here's how it went: Me "What the hell are you doing here?" Him "I have to do this; Trevor told me to." Trevor "Jeez Scott, he's 16, ground him tomorrow!"