In all the excitement, no one will notice!
Seriously, a few years ago I was in the French Quarter in New Orleans with a bunch of my buddies and having a beaucoup bon temps! We were up on a balcony in some bar (around Bourbon and Toulouse but it may have been a block down on Royal...Dauphin?) tossing beads to the ladies on the streets below. Well after a time some of the beads we were throwing got hung up on the gutter, so I stupidly climbed out to get them off, and wound up ripping my pants from the crotch to the ankle. It looked like I was wearing half a dress!
Anyway, I wanted to go but my buddies were like, “Come on man, it’s N’awlins! No ones gonna notice, and if they do, they’ll think you did it on purpose and think you’re some hip cool dude with a ‘tude about pants!”
Still, I caught a cab and went back to the hotel, and wound up crashing out on the bed.
They still tell me I missed the best fun after I left.
Man, next time I’m staying!!!
Great story!
And they probably all went home right after you did...trust but verify...