Guest Column: Nick The Cabbie – “I Love Halloween…”
The girl that’s about to get in my taxi is jumping around, full of energy and obviously happy just to be alive. I might even go so far as to say that she’s “buzzing with excitement.” …but only because she’s dressed like a bee.
Her ladybug friend has on some kind of boy short/thong hybrid that exposes most of her butt and, much like a ladybug, is less frenetic. She makes sure her wings don’t get crunched in the door as she gets in the front seat. The guys with them have no costumes and, from what I can tell, have probably been switching out their full drinks for the girls’ empties all night.
They all seem to want to drive to different destinations and, not surprisingly, the bee girl wants to find the next place to party. I don’t think it’s ever been so loud inside the cab. Miss Bumblebee and Princess Ladybug are talking at the same volume that they must have been using inside the club. One of the guys says, “Stop whispering! Can’t you guys speak up? I don’t think he can hear you.” The sarcasm doesn’t seem to have any effect and then the other guy says, “I’m sure this cabbie is having a rough day. You should show him your tits.” I don’t know what kind of guy he thinks he is… but I like his style.
Unfortunately, the new comment has no effect either. It takes a few more variations of “c’mon, flash him!” before Miss Bumblebee finally catches on. “Do you want to see my boobs?” she finally asks. “Absolutely yes. Very much so,” I think, but why I don’t say that I’ll never know. Instead I say “you really don’t even have to ask” or something equally dorky and she pulls down her top…revealing a black tube-top type bra device. She laughs and then almost immediately screams out the window at some guy in a truck asking if he wants to see her boobs. He says “Absolutely yes. Very much so” or something like that and then her boobs are out. They are pert, perky and pierced…and I completely understand why it was necessary to free them from their elastic prison.
We arrive at their hotel instead of another club and I get one more glimpse of ladybug butt before they disappear. I love Halloween. We really need more fun, dress-up holidays….
Later on, that same night, one short skirt girl yelled to her three short-skirted friends as they exited the taxi: “Don’t show your Britneys!”
[editor's note: Nick, our resident taxicab driver and taxicab confessional writer/aspiring screenwriter has been suffering from acute penographer's infarction, or API (writer's block,) so this is his first article since mid July. He's feeling a sudden burst of creative cab-juices lately, so I think we can possibly expect a bit more from him in the near future. Let's cross our fingers and take full odds on cabs #6 and #8... And hope Nick the Cabbie figures out he needs to start bringing us so damn pictures!]
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