Withered Ol' Crones

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Trilby

No, we don't become over the hill.


we become invisible. We become the hill itself. tramped on, excavated, but unloved and un-mourned, we become flat, like the landscape in some Bronte novel or dystopian universe. Pocked, marked, parts hang low that once were pretty and fresh. I think death at 25 or the "Pack of 28" is a rather good career choice. Die while you're young and beautiful. you know, you old man, Don't fear the reaper.

Die young in a blaze of glory?

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Big Sarge

Die young in a blaze of glory?

No, I think she means the way mature women are overlooked in today's society. I totally disagree with this thought. Haven't you heard of cougars?? I bet some on here have very sharp claws

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Big Sarge

No, I think she means the way mature women are overlooked in today's society. I totally disagree with this thought. Haven't you heard of cougars?? I bet some on here have very sharp claws

I wonder if the cougar paints her claws or simply dips them in the blood of a fresh killl

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Big Sarge

I wonder if the cougar paints her claws or simply dips them in the blood of a fresh killl

Hmmm, that got me thinking. Do you remember the Great Dane you had to put down?? She had green painted nails

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Big Sarge

Hmmm, that got me thinking. Do you remember the Great Dane you had to put down?? She had green painted nails

Since when did we start putting down Scandinavians??

[Big Sarge]

Originally Posted by Big Sarge

Since when did we start putting down Scandinavians??

You know what I meant