Does He Know How Old She Is?

We all know I laugh at everything; I'm pretty sure that is why my life is so hilarious.  Or maybe it's because hilarious things happen to me and the people around me.  That and the fact that I'm a bitch and make people suffer instead of trying to help them....

 

Charlii and I tend to get to Ale relatively early on Fridays... so we have time to grab our table, say hi to the DJ and the security guards (this new batch is HILARIOUS), and generally get settled in (drunk) before the crowds start rolling in.  One of the plus sides to this is watching the old drunk women try and dance for the DJ before people fill up the dance floor. 

 

 

There were two particular ones on Friday who thought they were hot shit. They were older Indian women (dot, not feather) dancing right in front of the DJ booth staring him down.  Dropping it like it was hot.  And because he's a boy, the DJ definitely egged them on (and laughed at them while they were getting it).

 

 

 

Arrrrrssssseeennnnniooooo was there for the first time in WEEKS on Friday.  I hadn't seen him in what felt like forever (well, except for last week when I randomly ran into him walking around downtown.) I was drunk, and ready to dance, and couldn't be more excited that he was there. 

 

And then all of a sudden, he was gone and dancing with the shorter of the two grandmas.  At first, I thought he was trying to make me jealous (sorry bro, that ain't working) and then I realized he was trying to get my attention to help him.  I didn't budge.  To be fair though, the lil lady that was getting down on him was giving me crazy eyes.  

 

 

I wanted to be no where near those crazy eyes.

 

At one point, Charlii leaned over to me and said, "Does he know how old she is?"

Naturally, I asked "Which one?"

Because yes, there were that many old women in the club on Friday.

 

He ended up dancing with her the rest of the night.  I ended up laughing at him the entire night.

As we were leaving, he came up, gave me a hug and a kiss good-bye and told me to text him to let him know we made it home safely. 

This is the text convo that followed:

 

 

 

I was drunk and passed out, so we had to continue the next morning:

 

 

 

 

 

 

I seriously can't wait for Friday.