I am an older lady, do you men never stop?




I need to retire soon.

After we're dead... yup that's when.

Maybe not even then....

(04-01-2017, 03:06 AM)JayRodney Wrote:   After we're dead... yup that's when.

Maybe not even then....

It is true. Shit I can't keep up.

Do I have any giddy-up left?

(04-01-2017, 03:12 AM)White Ribbon Wrote:  Were you wearing skimpy clothes?

I was wearing a "One Step Up" camisole...really pushing up against gravity and I wrapped my very long gray hair in a spiral in front of my body. So, the push up bra caused the stir, White Ribbon?

I seem to be posting this song a lot, oh well.

Well, you know what they say on the interwebs:

Pics or didn't happen.

(04-01-2017, 03:17 AM)Accidental Stoner Wrote:  Well, you know what they say on the interwebs:

Pics or didn't happen.

I don't lie, you should know me better than that. I don't make threads for trival escapades...oh wait, yes I do.

(04-01-2017, 03:19 AM)White Ribbon Wrote:  You used a white ribbon?

When was that last time someone called you a Hottie White Ribbon?

(04-01-2017, 03:23 AM)Accidental Stoner Wrote:  

Damn, he was serious and I had to run away.

(04-01-2017, 03:17 AM)Accidental Stoner Wrote:  Well, you know what they say on the interwebs:

Pics or didn't happen.

(04-01-2017, 03:28 AM)JayRodney Wrote:  

(04-01-2017, 03:17 AM)Accidental Stoner Wrote:  Well, you know what they say on the interwebs:

Pics or didn't happen.

Okay, he cornered me and said I am a Hottie. But there was other more interesting things happening. For instance, they produced ancient stainless steel cans of a very artistic nature to me and this one particular man, I did not ask his name, was asking if anyone wanted these particular artistic stainless steel cans. I said, yes, I will take two and make an art form of them.

Okay, the he came the next day to make sure I took them, so we began discussing the properties of steel and whether or not they rust and their magnetic properties, which extended into the office of the guy who called me a hottie.

When my fellow informer of stainless steel and I stopped in his doorway, and my informer mentioned the cans, the man who called me a hottie called him on the cans. We just looked at each other and smiled.

I got it! They like my new hippy vibe.