
Originally Posted by
lakerboy
The 85 bears.
William Perry better shape up or he is going to be next.
Fridge is in his office -- that is, he's in his white Hummer H2, parked in the driveway of a ramshackle house on Ridgewood Lane in Aiken. It's 6 p.m., early April, 72 degrees outside, and 10 or more people hang around the SUV as if it's a tiki hut on a beach. Fridge is tipping back a beer and appears to be a tad inebriated, louder than usual, more demonstrative.
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Despite all the tumult, this is pretty much what Fridge does every day now: hang out with people who lack apparent jobs or places to be, shoot the breeze and drink. He's got his own vodka cup. Maybe it's not that much different from what high-class retirees do at the 19th hole of country clubs, calling it socializing rather than wasting away. The thing is, Fridge can't move from his driver's seat. His car reeks of urine because he sometimes can't control his bladder, sometimes doesn't care. And there's not a medical journal on diabetes or the central nervous system anywhere that recommends alcohol consumption of this frequency for good health.