Posted on 07/19/2009 3:06:04 PM PDT by JoeProBono
explains why STD rates with seniors is going up. Seem a lot are hooking up at www.GILF.com
Cute name...what, no paprika or grün pepper?
LOL!
Incidentally, I’m happy they’re out there doing this. I wish my 50-something mother would get on board!
Tell he** with the woman, look at that car!:)
Whoa! 1961 ‘Vette?
(It’s only now they can finally afford one.)
;^)
I don’t think so. That;s not a 61.
My widower uncle of 67 found his new young bride of 63 on line. As they lived 600 miles apart the chances of them meeting any way but on-line were remote. They have been married two years and are very happy.
The older you get the smaller the dating pool becomes and the wider you have to cast your net to find a spouse.
You know what really pi**es me off? On the history channel the call American cars by the year they are produced. In other words if a car was built in 1953 they say it is a 53, well we know it was a 54 don't we? Just a little gripe but one I wanted to express!
Good. There’s really no age limit on finding love.
That’s right, wasn’t the ‘53 Vette more of a prototype and didn’t go into production until 1954?
Anyway, I was a ten year old kid in 1960 when my Dad was shopping for a new car to replace our 1953 Ford. In the Chevrolet showroom there was a Corvette with the flat taillight lenses contoured to the fender. There was also a 1960 Nomad station wagon to die for.
I asked Dad, “Can we buy the Corvette?” He smiled.
Dad bought a Kingswood station wagon. Automatic tramsmission, air conditioned. Electric rear window, third seat facing aft.
I thought we’d bought the Queen Mary.
Old folks don’t like being alone.
I sure do. Things are so quiet. No flying pots and pans to dodge. I can go to bed when I want. No getting tangled up in girl stuff getting in and out of shower. Can read books, play guitar, watch tv, surf the net, GUILT FREE.
parsy, who wonders why anybody over 50 hasn’t learned their lesson yet.
I got married at 16. My husband of almost 50 years died 2 years ago. I kinda am starting to like being able to do as I please.
Me too! No man hollering for something to eat, don’t have to hide new purchases in the car trunk, etc.
Actually, that’s a 1959 Chevy wagon with the “wildeyed” taillights and “arched eyebrows”.
The 1960 had conventional four round taillights, six for the Impala and Nomad.
BTW, I’ve always believed that taillights on some models are intentionally designed to stare back at offending tailgaters.
And you know the part I hate? Its when they are good looking and pretend to be smart. Then, later on you find out they haven’t got a clue who Ferlinghetti is, and if you try to get them to listen to Alec Guiness reading the Wasteland, they start dusting off the boom box, and then they say that the naked girl painting you have in the living room isn’t the Madonna of Kansas City (Persephone by Benton), no, its just some tacky weird dirty picture you have up and wouldn’t the Kissing Macaws picture look better, and then you get the feeling that once again you have been duped, and you feel all stupid, and, ooooops...
parsy, who swears this has never happened to him
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