Looks like Bill bought a bike

Sac Arrow

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It's the same guys every day. They sit at the bar in the clubhouse at 2:00 p.m. drinking martinis and ribbing each other over the morning game. Bill is pushing 60, slightly obese, maybe 30 lbs overweight, and Bill tries to maintain a full head of hair despite his receding hairline and developing male pattern baldness. He likes to dress in slacks and polo shirts. Bill is a little bit of a politics junkie too. He'll accept any political view, as long as it isn't from a Dem or an independent. Bill looks out the window at the black man carrying a bag of clubs across the green. "I'm proud this club is able to give them a way to be productive." "Here here!" They say as they all raise their glasses in a toast.

The other guys are, well, just like Bill. That's probably why they hang out together. Earlier they were busy arguing what bicycle is best. Pinarello, or Colnago? The consensus appears to be Colnago is the way to go, as long at is equipped with Campagnolo running gear. The truth of the matter is if these guys even have a bicycle in their garages, it's a 60 year old Schwinn that doesn't get ridden. I shake my head.

Oh, but now the hot topic is the article in Golf Digest. The group is having a heated discussion on the relative merits of Cialis vs. Viagra. Two of them are die hard Cialis users, and the other three have unflinching loyalty to Viagra. The last time the subject came up, all five claimed to have no need for ED pills whatsoever. It's the same argument as the bike argument.

As much abhorrent disdain as I have for Bill, I will give him some credit for being intelligent. He does have some money, he does drive a nice car, and he can afford at private club membership to the tune of ten grand a year. He didn't get their by being stupid. In a semi-lucid moment, Bob realizes the irony of the parallel between the ED pill discussion and the bike discussion.

He knows he doesn't have a bike. If he went to look for one, any scrupulous bike shop would sell him a big comfy hybrid, rather than a ten thousand dollar carbon racing bike. But sometimes, you just gotta have one, to have one. Nothing wrong with that.

God I don't belong in this place. I'm a misfit in nearly every respect. Which is fine, because I'm not actually at that place. I'm in the gym, busy doing cardio on my favorite Precor elliptical trainer machine. The two things I love doing while I exercise is catch up on the morning TV news, and observe the cookies going about their daily routines. Like a brand new, shapely, tight little Latina with the firm ass, probably about mid to late 30's, doing her stretches and working out on the pectoral fly machine.

With Bill.

Good going Bill, I'm proud of you. She was born when you were, like, 30 maybe? No matter. What's her attraction to you? Ah, what a jaded question. Looks aren't everything. There is money and nice cars. Your buddies at the club must envy you enormously. You feel like a man, don't you. I don't say this in demeaning sense to you Bill, but truth be told, I'd rather be me than you.

And Marcela, baby, do you have like one iota of self respect? Seriously. I saw it in your eyes when you caught me checking you out. How does it feel to be some fat dude's trophy girlfriend? I guess not too bad. The Lexus he lets you drive sure beats the 1987 Nissan minivan. The healthy limit on the Visa is pretty nice too. Yeah, you do have to spend your mornings under a fat, sweaty, hairy, artificially enhanced individual attempting to do something he hasn't been able to in years that probably paid your father sub minimum wage to mow the grass and clean the pool that you like to dip in occasionally on a hot afternoon, but it's all good, right?

End rant.
 
So you are mad because a hot latino babe stole your boyfriend?:lol:
America is the land of opportunity and I say good for her, most Murican women her age have gotten huuuge and are unfeminine. And women thought open borders just meant competition for crap hard dirty jobs they'd never do, nope, not at all, not at all indeed.:rofl:
 
I dunno, good for him! And if it works for her, good for her!
 
California. Why can't it just break off at the state line and float out to sea. Jeez, take everyone with.

Rant just begun.
 
"Here here!" [Says Sac Arrow's PoA peanut gallery] as they all raise their glasses in a toast. -- without the slightest hint of irony.

So your archetypical bad guy is at least right-leaning politically, racist (aren't all right-wingers?), golfs at his private country club (don't all right-wing racists?), rides a bicycle, needs ED meds, and has a trophy woman 30 years his junior, who happens to be a gold digger.

Any other angst you want to get out there? BTW, you're clearly not getting the mental well-being that supposedly comes from a good exercise regimen.
 
I don't know why it is, but all people eventually reach a point where they don't look pretty naked anymore. I also do not understand why our bodies age, yet our minds don't seem to.

Why is it that women seem to have a strong dislike for successful old men who have so called "trophy girlfriends or wives"? Don't they understand that a man is only as old as the woman he feels?

I have a pilot friend, incredibly successful, who lives a couple of blocks from me, he is in his seventies but looks more to be in his early fifties at the most. He has the hottest young wife, less than half his age, who truly loves the hell out of him. He had a heart problem a few years ago and I ran into her at the drugstore, she was completely shaken, pale white and scared. If she is a "trophy wife", if I were to ever take the plunge again, I should be so lucky.

Bob Hoover spent a week or so at his house a while back but I never found out about it until after the fact, I would have liked to have met him. He told me he would call me next time.

This guy is neither fat not balding, he looks after himself.

I have a twenty year old Cannondale hanging on the wall in my garage, I haven't rode it in years, does that count?

-John.
 
"Here here!" [Says Sac Arrow's PoA peanut gallery] as they all raise their glasses in a toast. -- without the slightest hint of irony.

So your archetypical bad guy is at least right-leaning politically, racist (aren't all right-wingers?), golfs at his private country club (don't all right-wing racists?), rides a bicycle, needs ED meds, and has a trophy woman 30 years his junior, who happens to be a gold digger.

Any other angst you want to get out there? BTW, you're clearly not getting the mental well-being that supposedly comes from a good exercise regimen.

I don't know why it is, but all people eventually reach a point where they don't look pretty naked anymore. I also do not understand why our bodies age, yet our minds don't seem to.

Why is it that women seem to have a strong dislike for successful old men who have so called "trophy girlfriends or wives"? Don't they understand that a man is only as old as the woman he feels?

I have a pilot friend, incredibly successful, who lives a couple of blocks from me, he is in his seventies but looks more to be in his early fifties at the most. He has the hottest young wife, less than half his age, who truly loves the hell out of him. He had a heart problem a few years ago and I ran into her at the drugstore, she was completely shaken, pale white and scared. If she is a "trophy wife", if I were to ever take the plunge again, I should be so lucky.

Bob Hoover spent a week or so at his house a while back but I never found out about it until after the fact, I would have liked to have met him. He told me he would call me next time.

This guy is neither fat not balding, he looks after himself.

I have a twenty year old Cannondale hanging on the wall in my garage, I haven't rode it in years, does that count?

-John.

That is the picture I painted, yes, but that doesn't mean that have a particular dislike of any specific attribute I mentioned (other than I don't care for racists.) I created the archetype for descriptive visualization purposes, not to bag on successful old white guys.

By the way, my own political leaning is right wing.

I suppose I have a displaced sense of entitlement, that's all.
 
That is the picture I painted, yes, but that doesn't mean that have a particular dislike of any specific attribute I mentioned (other than I don't care for racists.) I created the archetype for descriptive visualization purposes, not to bag on successful old white guys.

By the way, my own political leaning is right wing.

I suppose I have a displaced sense of entitlement, that's all.

Don't let my snotty contributions stop you, I love the way you write.

-John
 
I read somewhere in a book I can't recall about the exchange in a May-December relationship.

The older man gives comfort, and leisure which has been obtained through wealth, and is has no price once he's dead.

The woman gives the flower of her youth, which is a thing beyond measure.

On a less philosophical note, there's a couple of young hotties that I sure would enjoy getting biblical with. knowwhatahmeanverne?
 
So to sum up:

50 year old dude hittin on/banging 20 year olds: acceptable
60 year old dude hittin on/banging 30 year olds: unacceptable

Makes total sense.
 
Got a new bike but I'll keep the original wife, thanks. Both do just fine. I tell people I was fortunate enough to marry my trophy wife the first time around... she, obviously, was not as lucky.
 
Over 60 and bought a new bike,can't find the new younger women.
 
Got a new bike but I'll keep the original wife, thanks. Both do just fine. I tell people I was fortunate enough to marry my trophy wife the first time around... she, obviously, was not as lucky.

Sounds familiar. I hit the jackpot the first time around. And she has indicated that she's not interested in a divorce. Too many years trying to train me and she's not about to start over with somebody new. :D
 
I have impressed all the women I can afford! (1) :D
 
Speaking of relationships and women WTH is wrong with these polygamist guys? Don't get me wrong, I love my wife dearly, but the idea of trying to keep up with more than one woman, well, you'd have to be crazy to want to try that.
 
Don't know anything about that, but in was chuckling that old geezer actually HAS a girlfriend and Sac is whining that he doesn't, with his youth and hair intact. Hahaha.
 
So, to summarize. what you all are saying is...

Life is like a penis.

When it's soft you can't beat it.

When it's hard you get screwed.

(PoA, PG-13 version)



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Got a new bike but I'll keep the original wife, thanks. Both do just fine. I tell people I was fortunate enough to marry my trophy wife the first time around... she, obviously, was not as lucky.

I'm going to try to keep my wife. We got back from the Dominican Republic a few weeks back. Got tired of all the airport BS and asked me what kind of plane we need to fly down ourselves.
 
Speaking of relationships and women WTH is wrong with these polygamist guys? Don't get me wrong, I love my wife dearly, but the idea of trying to keep up with more than one woman, well, you'd have to be crazy to want to try that.

One woman's honey-do list is enough. More than one? No thanks.
 
I'm going to try to keep my wife. We got back from the Dominican Republic a few weeks back. Got tired of all the airport BS and asked me what kind of plane we need to fly down ourselves.

Uh - you took your WIFE to the DR?

You're doing it wrong. ;)
 
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