Post by floog on Apr 26, 2006 16:40:57 GMT
"A man's midlife crisis is when he's in his forties, and he suddenly realizes that life is passing him by...so he rushes out and buys a new sports car to compensate for his tiny knob, which ain't getting any these days!!"
I had stumbled into a conversation between four young ladies who work in the department next to mine. Also present were Jamie (19, so obviously only experiencing his quarter life crisis ), and John (20, with go faster stripes on his skirted Corsa and a penchant for belting out tasteful tunes by 'TRIVIUM' and 'PUDDLE OF MUDD' on his stereo. :hair:
"You got a sports car Paul", asked Jamie
"No, but he's got a big bright green sports bike, I've seen it" piped up Jemma
"Just goes to prove it. It's a penis substitute"...they all laughed
The conversation was then filled with an array of examples of a man in midlife crisis...
"He realizes he's getting older and he can't pull anymore. He's not attractive to young women anymore and he's afraid he'll never have sex again with anyone other than his wife He has an affair to prove he's still got it. He starts taking extra care of himself, his shoes and his appearance and wears brightly coloured clothes .....green leathers in Paul's case. .......He letches over young girls but always thinks 'My god, I am old enough to be her father!!"
I defended my corner resolutely, "I like to think I look after myself, I use moisturizer on my face and scrubs because my skin is older. I still look at women, I still fantasies over women....."
"How young?" asked Jemma
"Twenties"
"Uurrgghh that's Pervy!! :redcard: ......how old?"
"I am drawn to ladies around 35 to 55", I replied in all honesty
"UUuurrgghhh........that's Sick!!" :sick: , came the response
"I still think about, fantasies and enjoy sex", I chirped
"Urrgghh, that's gross. That's like thinking about our parents going like bunnies under the duvet!!" :sick: :sick:
I drove my small mini MPV car home in sombre, reflective mood. In the eyes of my younger colleagues, I was officially a man deep in MIDLIFE CRISIS. I PERVED over young girls. I letched over OLD women. I rode a big green throbbing bike to make up for my tiny cock, that obviously had shriveled through the little use it now got. Funny how your perception of how others see you, doesn't always live up to the reality.....or is it just me
Oh well.....I shall probably go for a ride on my big pulsating cock substitute later.....perve over some schoolgirls with the offer of a sherbet lemon or two....start an affair with a granny who's had one body lift too many and now farts through her navel.....and then pick up a nice Mazda MX5 in Purple me thinks....
:ele: :knock2:
I had stumbled into a conversation between four young ladies who work in the department next to mine. Also present were Jamie (19, so obviously only experiencing his quarter life crisis ), and John (20, with go faster stripes on his skirted Corsa and a penchant for belting out tasteful tunes by 'TRIVIUM' and 'PUDDLE OF MUDD' on his stereo. :hair:
"You got a sports car Paul", asked Jamie
"No, but he's got a big bright green sports bike, I've seen it" piped up Jemma
"Just goes to prove it. It's a penis substitute"...they all laughed
The conversation was then filled with an array of examples of a man in midlife crisis...
"He realizes he's getting older and he can't pull anymore. He's not attractive to young women anymore and he's afraid he'll never have sex again with anyone other than his wife He has an affair to prove he's still got it. He starts taking extra care of himself, his shoes and his appearance and wears brightly coloured clothes .....green leathers in Paul's case. .......He letches over young girls but always thinks 'My god, I am old enough to be her father!!"
I defended my corner resolutely, "I like to think I look after myself, I use moisturizer on my face and scrubs because my skin is older. I still look at women, I still fantasies over women....."
"How young?" asked Jemma
"Twenties"
"Uurrgghh that's Pervy!! :redcard: ......how old?"
"I am drawn to ladies around 35 to 55", I replied in all honesty
"UUuurrgghhh........that's Sick!!" :sick: , came the response
"I still think about, fantasies and enjoy sex", I chirped
"Urrgghh, that's gross. That's like thinking about our parents going like bunnies under the duvet!!" :sick: :sick:
I drove my small mini MPV car home in sombre, reflective mood. In the eyes of my younger colleagues, I was officially a man deep in MIDLIFE CRISIS. I PERVED over young girls. I letched over OLD women. I rode a big green throbbing bike to make up for my tiny cock, that obviously had shriveled through the little use it now got. Funny how your perception of how others see you, doesn't always live up to the reality.....or is it just me
Oh well.....I shall probably go for a ride on my big pulsating cock substitute later.....perve over some schoolgirls with the offer of a sherbet lemon or two....start an affair with a granny who's had one body lift too many and now farts through her navel.....and then pick up a nice Mazda MX5 in Purple me thinks....
:ele: :knock2: