
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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There's a pretty and blonde receptionist at my local gym with whom I occasionally have a mildly flirtatious little conversation as she swipes my card.
I joked to myself that this was silly, because she's probably about half my age. Then I stopped, realising that the joke probably wasn't all that inaccurate. And then I felt very sordid indeed.
I'm off to the grubby mac shop now. See you later.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 14:30, 9 replies)

Did you say "er, um, eh, hello" or something?
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 14:34, closed)

There are so many bad things about getting older (like nasal hair...I mean, what's that all about?), at least we should be able to hang on to the few consolations -- like perving over nubile young strumpets. Otherwise we might as well just off ourselves right now.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 14:40, closed)

17 - fair game! (to other 34yr olds anyway. I've already been snapped up!
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 8:52, closed)

I have restricted myself to my own age ± 13 years. That puts the half-my-age lot well out of reach. You perverts.
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 10:27, closed)

of course that depends on how old you are and how sick you are
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 11:26, closed)

Isn't the rule: don't date/shag anyone younger than half your age + 7 years?
So at 20 that puts your minimum at 17, but at 40 it becomes 27.
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 11:23, closed)
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