Something must kill a man

Old white dude, two slim skimpily dressed ladies…it’s a party.

Something must kill a man.

He stands up and pulls some white moves. The age shows. He’s unfazed. He’s smiling ear to ear. This is a good way to go out. The girls are amused.

He sits down to catch his limited breath. One of the girls stands up and starts doing circles with her waist and hips. Mans gives her a thumbs up. I like this dude. She turns around and does the circles in slo mo so her behind is seared in his mind.

He is overwhelmed by life and falls to his knees before her. I thought he’d make it till the bedroom but it looks like his soul is happy and ready to depart now.

The lady is amused and alarmed at the same time. Once she’s confirmed he’s being dramatic and not passing on to another realm, she’s full blown amused. She can’t stop giggling.

Man’s follows her around on his knees smiling sheepishly. Booty should come with a warning label sometimes,  especially when you are dealing with a certain age bracket. Eventually the funnys overwhelm her and she falls into her seat, both her and her friend loling. Man is still on his knees grinning like a fool. I wonder what the grandkids would think. F the kids.

He sits down, happy with his work. When I next look to their side, he’s disappeared with the circling girl. No step was sulad. They don’t come back and second girl eventually joins another table.

I hope he lives to die another day. Even if he doest survive the night, something must kill a man.