Random Memory, Recalled While Landing in Minneapolis Airport Yesterday
Scene: 1996, Tourway Pancake House, Florence, AL. ~3:00 a.m. We're having some greasy diner food after leaving some club or another. Across the aisle, one booth contains an old, grizzled, drunk man and another booth contains a young woman, also drunk, passed out with her head on the table. The man is putting on a show of griping about how long the food is taking.
MAN (to us, gesturing toward the young woman in the next booth): She ain't doin' the Texas Two-Step; she's doin' the Alabama Git-Down!
MY FRIENDS AND ME: polite laughter
MAN: DID YOU HEAR ME? I SAID, SHE AIN'T DOIN' THE TEXAS TWO-STEP; SHE'S DOIN' THE ALABAMA GIT-DOWN!
Comments
Huh.
I guess you had to be there.
No, wait. Come on, this is GOLD, people! The sheer absurdity of the Texas two-step's being compared to a drunk college student passed out at the table of a greasy spoon? The fact that it's being presented as Alabama's retort to a classic country dance? Can't you see and hear it in your mind, and doesn't it make you giggle for a minute?
I was that man. Of course it
I was that man. Of course it was funny.