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BigRod
Over 90 days ago
Male, 77
United States
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A blond is driving down a country road.. she looks off to her right and sees another blond sitting in a row boat out in the middle of a plowed field.. she pulls over and yells out "Hey what are you doing?" The other blond yells "Waiting for the current to bring me closer to the fence".. So she yells back "You know.. you're just the type of idiot who gives the rest of us blonds a bad reputation... and if I could swim I'd come out there and kick your ass!"
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A poem of first love.. and the girl next door....
Pain of Glass
A pane of glass, a window made,
My world blossomed looking through;
A thousand memories I wouldn’t trade,
Looking down, discovering you;
In my mind I knew our fate,
This girl next door and me;
I knew my heart was just too late,
And it would never be;
She held me captive with her eyes,
Imprisoned by her smile;
I tried to touch the golden prize,
Yet missed her by a mile;
Like comets midst the stars above,
Our time so short and touch so brief;
It’s true what they say about first love,
You never know but endless grief;
Summers end and winters cold,
In the end it had to be;
Her heart would go to others bold,
Far better men than ever me;
Yet in my mind I’ve held her there,
These many decades growing old;
I wondered how her life had fared,
Or if her memory of me had grown cold;
I’ve lived my fate and suffered through,
As each hope and dream has passed;
Forever and always looking down at you,
Always through the pain of glass………
Pain of Glass
A pane of glass, a window made,
My world blossomed looking through;
A thousand memories I wouldn’t trade,
Looking down, discovering you;
In my mind I knew our fate,
This girl next door and me;
I knew my heart was just too late,
And it would never be;
She held me captive with her eyes,
Imprisoned by her smile;
I tried to touch the golden prize,
Yet missed her by a mile;
Like comets midst the stars above,
Our time so short and touch so brief;
It’s true what they say about first love,
You never know but endless grief;
Summers end and winters cold,
In the end it had to be;
Her heart would go to others bold,
Far better men than ever me;
Yet in my mind I’ve held her there,
These many decades growing old;
I wondered how her life had fared,
Or if her memory of me had grown cold;
I’ve lived my fate and suffered through,
As each hope and dream has passed;
Forever and always looking down at you,
Always through the pain of glass………
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An IT guy goes to help a blonde with her PC problem.. he says "What's your password?" she says "DopeySneezyMinnieMickeyPlutoGoofeyPorkyDaffySacramento" he says "Why do you have such a long password?" she says "Because they told me it had to be 8 characters with at least one capital....." hey.. I just pass 'em on.... I don't make 'em up...
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Quote by wowgirl30Quote by BigRod
what about a 40 year age gap Horny? Don't worry.. I'll take it easy on you.... let you catch your breath...
She may not be up for it, but me being 30 I'd like it!!!! Your age is doable if I did the math right, lol!
Hmmmm... let's see wowgirl... if I do math as well as you... 30.. +60.. =69?
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The older man/younger woman fantasy is in fact quite stunning.. especially for those of us who have reached "older" status.. speaking as the older man, I believe it probably has more to do with those brain cells that have retained the memories of those women in our lives who inspired us the most and our desire to re-live those moments again.. there comes a time in our lives when the desires of the past become more relevant in our minds then the prospects of the future.. as for the younger women.. I believe the desire for an older man stems from the perception that age equals experience.. and experience equals quality.. I'm not saying that the young hard body males in here aren't good lovers.. but there is a difference between being a journeyman.. and an artist.. we older men only paint one picture at a time.. and we don't stop until it is a masterpiece.. literally...
