A few weeks ago I posted about my ridiculous trip to Club 216 and vowed never to go back again. Well, I wasn't actually going to admit this on the blog, but after a lot of drinking at 80s Prom on Friday night, I found myself entering the gates of Hell once again.
I've decided to share this jaunt with you because something incredible happened. Some background - on Amber's blog about Club 216 she shared this about the evening:
As we were heading over there, we were graced with running into none other than the man known as "T." Oh, T, sweet, sweet T. T was (hopefully) a highly intoxicated, and highly sketchy fellow. He originally approached us because he needed advice on what to do about his friend of 20+ years, who just told T that he was gay. Letting Rich handle the situation, Nik & I ran ahead, so I cannot tell you how he was advised to his situation. But thankfully, T caught back up with me.
I will now share with you the wisdom of T:"Hi there, sista. See I call you sista because we are like brothas and sistas. And you have to treat a lady with respect. So I call her sista so she knows right away that I'm not just out to fuck her. Because most guys just want to bust a nut with all women. And I like to get to know them before we start fuckin', so I call them sista, and I'm their brotha. Cuz brothas and sistas don't fuck each other."
Yes, words to live by. After that night we have often giggled about T, but never in our wildest dreams did we think that we'd see him again. Well, we also never thought we'd venture out to 216 again either...
On Friday night I returned from the bathroom to find Amber exclaiming with glee, "Niki! T is here! T is here!" A happy reunion ensued. The morning after Amber revealed the following (excerpted from her blog):
He started doing his creepy T "I'm coming to lay one on you" routine, and I was fighting it profusely. He lands one on my cheek, ick, and then moves in for the lips. I quickly turn my head, and he says, and I'm quoting b/c it is so excellent:"I wasn't going to kiss you on the lips. Don'cha remember, we're brotha and sista?"
How phenomenal is this man? I mean really. Sure, he had earlier tried to kiss both of us (and later somehow copped a feel), but for some reason we all adore him. I just can't convey his awesomeness on this blog. You're all gonna have to come visit and let me take to you Club 216 so you can bask in his glow on your own!
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I am coming to C-Ville to meet this "T" character. And to see this Club 216.
YAY - please come! you totally should! (but i have to warn you, it's not nearly as classy as the velvet rope place in d.c...but the people watching is perhaps imminently better).
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