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Every summer, several of the more unseemly fellas I grew up with convene in Bethany Beach for a cruise on Whit’s boat to Bethany’s Bermuda Tiki Bars out at sea where no one can observe, let alone appreciate, our behavior.
But unlike the past six summer boat trips, this summer’s excursion will have a new twist. Instead of acquiescing to Whit beelining to Northbeach for late afternoon Orange Crushes after early afternoon Orange Crushes, Whit will instead be recklessly ramming his boat into the dock outside the newly branded “Rusty Rudy.”
A favorite destination sport for restaurant and bar lovers where Love Seed Mama Jump has been blasting tunes every Thursday for umpteen straight years, and a joint that has attracted everyone who has ever been open to romances – which is everyone – the Rusty Rudy used to be well known as the Rusty Rudder but changed its name to the Rusty Rudy to call attention to Rudy Miller.
This man, now so old, was unequivocally the biggest loudmouth ever to prowl the streets of the Washington, D.C., area, until, predictably, three decades ago, he ran away and hid from everybody in a beehive known as Baltimore, where he is the biggest blowhard in Baltimore.
On August 9th, the fellas – Rusty Rudy, Whit, Head, Idea Man, Wolfford, Dickie, Snorty, Qweenie, Jacobin, Idea Man, Glee Club, Squee, Peac, and Sportface – will embark on this nautical odyssey with nothing on their plates besides unpacking what happened to Sportface.
A gaggle of others, who are balding and aging at the speed of sound, will be making too much commotion at the Rusty Ru,dy waiting for the arrival of the SS Whit. On that list so far: Bullet, Rooster, Glum, Dankos, Wacko, Teeth, Tooth, Spoog, Walls, Moose, Corn, Otis, Blueberry Pie, Lime Sherbert, and Rocket Robin.
This second crew will have already been lubricating their engines for four hours, so they won’t be excessively judgmental about whether the stories Jacobin tells should be told.
It was Sportface’s idea to change up the itinerary for this year’s Booze Crooze based on the euphoric experience he had two nights ago when the lead singer of Love Seed Mama Jump opened the concert with this: “We ain’t f—- around tonight. We’re gonna rock you right out of your Rusty Rudys.”
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