You know what Saudi's love more than oil-money?

Tits.

Saudis love tits.

And pastries.

But mostly tits.

I know this because roomie and I were at the bar last night (surprise surprise) and we ran into one of the guys who lives in our building and his bff from California. They happen to be Saudis. Here I thought he was this nice guy and come to find out they both just looooooooove tits. Tits and loose women.

There was a bit of drama at the bar with a couple that lives here in the building. (They should seriously just move the bar to the lobby of the building, we tenets keep that place afloat.) Homegirl is sitting there calmly with her boyfriend and then our neighbor from down the hall (Not Sex-on-Skates) shows up with his friend and girlfriend just essentially leaps onto his lap and proceeds to full-on make out with him. In front of her boyfriend. Which of course caused boyfriend's Polish pride (I think he's Polish? He's got a funny name. shrug.) to become injured and then he gets pissed and leaves and then homegirl really lets it all hang out just in time for boyfriend to come back to 'Talk with neighbor/friend.' Needless to say he didn't get much talking in as neighbor/friend's tongue was preoccupied with girlfriend and boyfriend got escorted out of the bar. Roomie, the two Saudis and I (Doesn't that sound like an intro to a really bad joke? 'Hey did you hear the one about my roommate, two Saudis and I?') see all this go down and we remark about how shitty girlfriend is being and Saudi 1 says 'Shiiiiit, I made out with her last week.'

Go figure. I guess men are men even in Saudi Arabia. No judgment here, I just found it odd.