I confess. I do, on occasion, watch "reality" tv. Like Below Deck and that's about it. Anyhoo. Read about the Golden Bachelor. Seventy something year old guy, widowed six years ago, not ready to give up on a relationship yet. So they have all these 60 to 70 something year old women auditioning for the Ms. Right part. OMG - most of them look really good for any age but the stuff they did to grab his attention...like the women who came with a basket of eggs, said her eggs were still fresh, loves chickens, did a chicken dance and squawked like a chicken. One women who said she was very Zen when nervous and her Zen word I guess is *uck. One who said she was in her birthday suit, ripped off her outer dress to reveal a skin colored dress underneath, crap I've forgotten the rest. The cast includes the token women of color and my favorite Aunt Chippy who is 85 and came in stretch pants and nondescript top. She is Jimmy Kimmel's aunt and the only one I could actually stand.
I'm about ten minutes in now and have an overwhelming urge to grab the Olay and apply ir generously to my creepy neck.
I'm about ten minutes in now and have an overwhelming urge to grab the Olay and apply ir generously to my creepy neck.