Old Men Love Red Fingernail Polish

Saturday night = the night Al was brought into our lives.

After many beers and some home made ritas thanks to miss Kelly, we decided to venture out to the Londoner. (see previous post) We knew a band would be coming on that night so thought why the hell not? Not long after we arrived and after the band played a song by The Police which I've never heard (apparently I am supposed to be embarrassed by this and "never in my life admit that to anyone")..anyways, after all this is when we were introduced to a 70 year old man from Missouri named Al. Ohhh Al. Well let me start off by saying Al's introduction was not of the norm. All of a sudden we see this old man dance --more like shimmy-- his way across the dance floor and start beckoning me towards him. At first, of course, I politely shook my head. It was only after it began to look like he wasn't going to leave until I agreed coupled with Kelly saying in my ear "just DO IT." so again I thought why the hell not? To top it all off "Big Girls Don't Cry" was playing. Yes thats right...BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY...not the radio version either- the Thai band version. As I got up I mouthed a "I really hate you" to Kelly. Now when I'm a little tipsy or more so drunk is when I can pull out the dance moves. But when I am completely sober? That's just pure embarrassment. Even though I should have been more embarrassed that I was dancing with a 70 year old man who was yelling at me the entire time "you aren't supposed to talk when you dance so stop asking questions", I was more ashamed of my dancing than anything. I mean I could feel just how bad I was, but that's OK because without that there would have been no Al story. FINALLY the dance was over and Al and I went back to the table where little Miss Kelly was just waiting to pull out the jokes. He sits down next to us and proudly says he's been in Thailand for 40 years and will be for the next 40 more. (UMM ok Al) Then he screams "I'm a single 70 year old bachelor and the COOOOOOOLEST guy in town!!" WOW. Woooow. I hope I can never proudly announce that in my life. (maybe the coolest guy in town part..) So yes. Here we were, two 23 year old Americans getting hit on by the coolest 70 year old kid in town. After we politely declined some more dances and decided to head home, Al walked us out and gave us some sound advice "you two girls stick together--one girl is dangerous, two girls very very goooooooood." OK Al...Thanks Al...we'll be sure to do that. Oh and the best part...he looks at my hands and goes
"Honey, I love your fingernail polish...Old men LOVE red fingernails."

And that was Al. I think he frequently visits the Londoner (maybe even has his own chair) so next time we go back I'm thinking there will be some more good stories to post.