"Mrs. Robinson, if you don't mind my saying so, this conversation is getting a little strange."
~Benjamin Braddock (Dustin Hoffman) in The Graduate~
Since I had always been attracted to older men, at first I had trouble comprehending the whole Cougar-mania craze. However, the older I get, the older men get (I know, I'm a rocket scientist) and the less attracted I am to them. (There is NOTHING sexy about a Depends undergarment underneath running shorts) As a self-appointed gym rat, I have, in the last couple of years, noticed that my eyes tend to "survey" the, shall we say, "Cubs." *Meeeeow* It is not so much their sweaty, glistening, hard bodies *DROOOOL* but rather the energy that comes with their youth. You gotta love that energy and that zest for life! It's intoxicating!
Well, since I can safely give up my dream of becoming a Pussycat Doll, I guess I could "settle" for becoming a Cougar. *MEOWING, KICKING and SCREAMING!* Sad day indeed when you have come to the realization that at least six of your nine lives are over. So, what's a cat to do whilst waiting for the tranquilizer dart that will send me to that great big "litter box" in the sky...enjoy my remaining lives, that's what!
I didn't even know what a "Cougar" was until a couple of months ago. My parents were visiting right at the time I was going through a break-up with a "weasel" (just trying to keep it in the Animal Kingdom, people). My Dad, God love him, in his efforts at trying to cheer me up and with one arm around my shoulder said to me, "Why don't you become a cougar?" I looked at him through my tears and retorted, "A WHAAAT?!! What the hell is a cougar?" "You don't know what a cougar is?" "Um, no Dad, what is a cougar?" "A cougar is an older woman who enjoys the company of younger men." [What I heard was, "Since you didn't become a doctor or a lawyer, why not a cougar?"] Okay, Dad, I know your heart is in the right place, but that is just wrong on so many levels! But what the hey, I'm listening...proceed!
So last night I had a dream (nightmare) that I was on the prowl; I had finally received my cougar badge. I'm at the gym on a treadmill next to the "pièce de résistance" of hunka, hunka burning loves. I begin to growl, subtly. However, the noise from my "preys" pounding paws on the treadmill, drown out my lame attempts. I begin to growl louder, and louder, AND LOUDER!!(You can run but you can't hide) My cub reaches up and slows his belt to a trotting speed, looks over at me with the sweetest eyes and says, "Excuse me "Ma'am" (oh no, you did not just call me Ma'am!!) did you just growl?" "Well, it depends...did you like it?" I ask. "Excuse me?" he replied. No, no NOOOOO, you are not playing along, "Sonny!" You are supposed to say, "Mrs. Robinson, you're trying to seduce me, aren't you?" You see what I mean? You just can't send a cub to do a Lion's job. What would we talk about anyway? Oh, yeah, right. Thanks for the encouraging words, Dad, but I think I'm gonna wait a couple more years.
Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson....enjoy the following tribute and have a beautiful weekend,
The Paper Whisperer
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnW59E-zyZY
7 comments:
Cougar huh. I have never wanted to hunt cougars before. May have to rethink this.
Oren
Eeeeeeek, back away from the young 'uns! Back slowly away, dunk your head and body in a vat of ice water, and get thee to a nunnery...or at least home with a good book and a cup of tea. ;)
Oren: I am pretty sure you exceed the cougar limits...the cougars for your age group are probably already taking dirt naps. hahaha You are blessed to still be young enough to chase PussyCat Dolls. LOL! But, I wouldn't advise it as Miss Cathie would probably have you stuffed and mounted. LOL!
Angie: Calm down, your boys are safe, at least for another few years. hahahahaha
Boy do you know how to make a guy feel old! You know damn well that I will never be able to go to the gym again with my Depends on. And since you look 30, how is it that you can even think about playing the role of Mrs. Robinson? Curious?
Jack!! Okay, who thought who was 30when I first met HIM?!! You could probably even make Depends look hot, however,that is not an invitation to wear them....PLEASE! It was a story, just laugh!! Me, look 30!!!(you can stop laughing now!) What do you want? Name it!!! Your wish is my command!
I can't read it ! must be something with my puter - but the lettering is so light it fades -- I'll be back - maybe because I'm using battery instead of plugged in....
U so had me at OMG, PW, sosososo had me. Cougars will never be just another beautimus animal to me. Now they are you and crack me up, every time. Especially chasing gazelles at NOLA beautiful Audobon Park zoo. Seriously, does cougar or gazelle win? Think in real life (correct me if I'm oh so wrong as usual), the cougar wears out the gazelle who can't run so fast anymore (slower dan 105) and cougar wins, every time or at least in the end. Too bad for gazelle in real life, but not in analogy life. hehehe not at all in analogy - there gazelle = luckiest lil caught-up-with-calmed-down-animule on da planet. simply put...long time 2 get there from here, but it's so happnin, ain't it? whatever it takes.
Post a Comment