So there's nothing worse than old drunk men. Actually, let me correct that. There's nothing worse than old drunk men dancing.
Dancing turns into this shuffle movement, with their arms completely hanging to their sides like two planks of wood they recently used for their new decking. They move around the dance floor looking like blow up snowmen teetering in the wind with their red cheeks, total lack of balance and of course, rather large beer gut.
After these wild beasts who have been locked up in marriage, career and mortgage for the past 20 years have unleashed their moves on the dance floor, they then move onto the other favourite old man drunk pastime of arse pinching.