I got kidnapped tonight. Not your regular going away just doing my thang kidnapped. I'm talking taxi driver kidnapped. Let me set the scene for you. Me, myself and Kevin are on our way to Winge's. We stop, right outside (which happens to be the address I gave the cabby). Kevin jumps out, and I tell him: go stop Winge, I saw him walking down the street! Now, at this point in time, I am still in the taxi. I have not made any sudden moves and I have not tried to get out of the car. The cab driver, however, decides that I am trying to skip on my tab and that I am jumping ship (or car, depending on your prerogative). Now. I find myself in the back of a Mercedes van, with the right door open, yelling at the cabbie. Who by the way, is still convinced that I'm not paying for the ride. The fucker drives me back downtown, to where I started (this, it appears, is policy). I get another cab to where I was going. I'm still just flabbergasted. As to why the cabbie thought that I was not paying just because Kevin jumped out of the car. Like seriously? I know I'm intoxicated writing this shit, and I know I have a lot of friends driving in this town. But this is some fucking bullshit. Like seriously?