RollTheQuad06
rolling quads since 2002
That story deserves to be told:
Our first night out in downtown Wilmington after having moved there to live for the summer, we're getting into a cab to go home and this solo older dude wearing a seersucker suit and like a white fedora jumps in the cab with us. Fedora Guy is in the front, me, Rubbins, and our other roomie are in the back.
The cabbie is going to drop Fedora Guy off first. We are hammered, Rubbins especially so because Rubbins tends to get especially hammered. Fedora Guy takes an instant shine to Rubbins, although I can't remember what specifically they were talking about.
In any event, we arrive at Fedora Guy's apartment, which is at a fairly normal-looking apartment off Market Street. Fedora Guy invites RubbinsRacin to stay for a nightcap. Rubbins asks Fedora Guy what they would do if Rubbins stayed. Fedora Guy replies that they would sit in his hot tub, drink red wine, and watch porno (pronounced in a very southern gentlemanly-sounding way, like "paw-nah"). Rubbins replies that he thinks that plan sounds awesome and starts to get out of the cab.
Sitting next to Rubbins, I put my hand on his shoulder as he's opening the door and suggest that's a bad idea. Rubbins, being a (how to put this nicely) ignitable drunk, tells me to get my goddamn hand off him, that he's going to go inside and get hammered with this guy and there's nothing we can do about it. Rubbins steps out of the car and then, for whatever reason, has a change of heart and gets back in the cab. We go home and go to bed.
He didn't remember much of this the next day, so we got to explain to him about how he almost got raped by an old man wearing a fedora. Funny sidebar: we were out in downtown Wilmington literally 4 or 5x/week for the rest of that summer and never saw that dude again until the very last night. He was still rocking the seersucker and fedora.
ummm, great story!