Fanny is toast
I experienced an...odd...moment recently when I was talking to my beguin. If you know what that means, that may be an odd moment for you. Good luck with that. Anyways, I mentioned Fanny Ardant and the first thing she said was, "She's beautiful." That, of course, is a fact. So I agreed, but instead of being tactful, I waggled my eyebrows and said, "yessss," which really meant, "that woman is hot buttered toast."
Both are yummy, but only one can be the same age as my parents and still be tasty.
If the other was that old, it would be less yummy; much, much less.
I stopped waggling as soon as I could (about 10 seconds) but not before morphing into a dirty, old man who likes the Sears catalog for all the wrong reasons. It made me think about the following, some of which have been discussed by others less creepy that me:
- Many women are comfortable discussing the attractiveness of other women and still sound respectable. Amazing!
- I can not. Not surprising!
- Many men are uncomfortable discussing the attractiveness of other men. Me too! Just kidding!
- Rob Estes used to be my TV boyfriend but I've also worn glasses for most of my life. Do the math!
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