The Original Old Farts Club

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I prefer women au naturelle as well, but the key attribute that determines whether I remain interested is attitude. A woman that isn't having fun, is usually a woman that is not fun to be around, regardless of her other charms or gifts.
I never had a second date with a stupid woman either, when I was dating.
It ain't a real high bar, but they at least gotta be able to keep up with me! LOL

Smart is a major turn on for me. Plastic body parts is not.
 
I never had a second date with a stupid woman either, when I was dating.
It ain't a real high bar, but they at least gotta be able to keep up with me! LOL

Smart is a major turn on for me. Plastic body parts is not.
Sometimes they posses the correct skill sets to have bubba hound dogging around maybe......and don't scream of course, that goes without saying.

Bubba
 
I prefer women au naturelle as well, but the key attribute that determines whether I remain interested is attitude. A woman that isn't having fun, is usually a woman that is not fun to be around, regardless of her other charms or gifts.
I never had a second date with a stupid woman either, when I was dating.
It ain't a real high bar, but they at least gotta be able to keep up with me! LOL

Smart is a major turn on for me. Plastic body parts is not.
 

Barbershop​

A man enters a barbershop for a shave. While the barber is foaming him up, he mentions the problems he has, getting a close shave around the cheeks. "I have just the thing," says the barber, taking a small wooden ball from a nearby drawer. "Just place this between your cheek and gum." The client places the ball in his mouth and the barber proceeds with the closest shave the man has ever experienced. After a few strokes, the client asks in garbled speech, "And what if I swallow it?" "No problem," says the barber. "Just bring it back tomorrow like everyone else does."
 
I know nothing of a receding hair line but the dissappearing one I got stories. I lived in an apt in Manhattan,IL a tiny cow town. My sister lived next door. Occasionally my sister would drop off my nephew for a few hours. Obe time I got called in to work while watching my nephew. (a very blonde child) My sister in law was visiting and said she would watch him with my son David. About 2 hours at work my sister in law called me crying hysterically. I washed Dannys hair and it fell out. I don't know what I did. Your sisters going to kill me. I started laughing. I told her to dry it with a towel and magic his hair would be back. I still think about that and laugh my ass off.
 
I hate to tell y'all this. I really do. My sister married a guy that had nothing but a ring of hair around his head by his early 20's.

Her brother however, at age 66, has a complete, full head of hair. No receding hairline, no bald spot. I ain't got no chest hair, no underarm hair, little arm/leg hair, grow a lousy beard...but my head is full of the stuff. And I gots a Selleck-esque moustache. Read it and weep.
 

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