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<a-HEM> How old do you need the men to be? And will silver hair and a few laugh lines do it?

Do we have to remember Truman, or would you settle for JFK? I remember JFK. Hell, I *saw* JFK once.

As long as you know your geography, we'll get along just fine. ;)
 
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Do we have to remember Truman, or would you settle for JFK? I remember JFK. Hell, I *saw* JFK once.

I was at work in Defence in a prime target at the time of the Cuban Missile crisis.

If the shit had hit the fan I would have been expected to continue at work while my superiors scurried into the nuclear shelter. :rolleyes:

In retrospect it is pleasant to know that their shelter would have been about as useful as a cardboard box because the site I was working at was high on the list of Soviet targets in the UK. Their shelter would have only been effective against a nuclear device ten miles or more away.

Does that make me incredibly ancient?

Or that I saw Queen Elizabeth II when she was still an unmarried Princess?

Or that my father worked for four monarchs and still carried his GvR monogrammed briefcase when he retired?

Or that my eldest aunt was born when Victoria was on the throne and was a suffragist (not suffragette) before World War 1?

Ancient author Og
 
I was at work in Defence in a prime target at the time of the Cuban Missile crisis.

If the shit had hit the fan I would have been expected to continue at work while my superiors scurried into the nuclear shelter. :rolleyes:

In retrospect it is pleasant to know that their shelter would have been about as useful as a cardboard box because the site I was working at was high on the list of Soviet targets in the UK. Their shelter would have only been effective against a nuclear device ten miles or more away.

Does that make me incredibly ancient?

Or that I saw Queen Elizabeth II when she was still an unmarried Princess?

Or that my father worked for four monarchs and still carried his GvR monogrammed briefcase when he retired?

Or that my eldest aunt was born when Victoria was on the throne and was a suffragist (not suffragette) before World War 1?

Ancient author Og

I believe in the old saying, you're only as old as you want to be. I'm never going to be old.
 
We certainly do our best...even if I'm just barely in that category. hehehe


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LOL. And you're one of my favorites Rem, hehe. :kiss:

Let me edit my original post....
There was one dirty old man- I had to cut his hair, and he was a creeper.
You shouldn't tell someone they have the mouth to play an instrument on your first visit, lol.
 
We certainly do our best...even if I'm just barely in that category. hehehe


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You're good in any category. :devil:

LOL. And you're one of my favorites Rem, hehe. :kiss:

Let me edit my original post....
There was one dirty old man- I had to cut his hair, and he was a creeper.
You shouldn't tell someone they have the mouth to play an instrument on your first visit, lol.

Oops. What did you do?
 
You're good in any category. :devil:



Oops. What did you do?

I laughed uncomfortably and cut faster lol.
He gave off that vibe that he was gonna cut ya up and throw ya in the dumpster. The next time he walked in and I told him I didn't have time. And the next time too, lol. I haven't seen him since.
Had he not been creepy I woulda played along! lol
 
I laughed uncomfortably and cut faster lol.
He gave off that vibe that he was gonna cut ya up and throw ya in the dumpster. The next time he walked in and I told him I didn't have time. And the next time too, lol. I haven't seen him since.
Had he not been creepy I woulda played along! lol

Isn't it funny how our instincts kick in at times like that? Back in the days when I worked in a bar, I had a bouncer forcibly eject a certain guy who always homed in on me every time he entered the place. One night, I caught him following me to my car and then to my apartment. When I saw him in the rear view mirror, I swerved off and drove straight to the cop shop.

When I saw him again the next night, I had him bounced. He kept trying to come in, so I had a cop friend take him for a walk. Never saw him again after that. Strange...
 
Isn't it funny how our instincts kick in at times like that? Back in the days when I worked in a bar, I had a bouncer forcibly eject a certain guy who always homed in on me every time he entered the place. One night, I caught him following me to my car and then to my apartment. When I saw him in the rear view mirror, I swerved off and drove straight to the cop shop.

When I saw him again the next night, I had him bounced. He kept trying to come in, so I had a cop friend take him for a walk. Never saw him again after that. Strange...

Eek. That's scary. I don't blame you a bit, lol.
What was worse about this guy was that he'd always walk in after everyone else was gone. So I was alone, it was in the winter, so it was dark even though it wasn't that late, and he was a freakwad lol.
I had told another of my customers about him and he said to call him if the guy walked in again and I was alone. That was awfully sweet of him, lol.
But lucky for me, the creeper must've gotten tired of getting put off.

The rest of the dirty old men are easy to handle, including the one that wanted me to come pose on his new car in the back parking lot, LOL.
 
Well
My names not Arthur, I'm not old... yet, I'm a man, and I'm horny...
... so, what's this here thread about again?
:)​
 
Eek. That's scary. I don't blame you a bit, lol.
What was worse about this guy was that he'd always walk in after everyone else was gone. So I was alone, it was in the winter, so it was dark even though it wasn't that late, and he was a freakwad lol.
I had told another of my customers about him and he said to call him if the guy walked in again and I was alone. That was awfully sweet of him, lol.
But lucky for me, the creeper must've gotten tired of getting put off.

The rest of the dirty old men are easy to handle, including the one that wanted me to come pose on his new car in the back parking lot, LOL.

Pose? LOL. I think that's kinda sweet--in a freaky sort of way...
 
Well
My names not Arthur, I'm not old... yet, I'm a man, and I'm horny...
... so, what's this here thread about again?
:)​

Anything you want it to be, unless the OP returns and asks us to narrow it back to whatever they were going on about. *g*



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Pose? LOL. I think that's kinda sweet--in a freaky sort of way...

Yes pose. As in, haul my ass up on the hood of his car and let him take pictures, lol.
Yeah... lmfao. We called him 'Lickin Larry' LOL.
He had come in one morning while we were eating breakfast and asked if we saved any for him.
I told him no, but he could lick the wrapper.
Immediately I knew that was the wrong thing to say, lol.
His reply? "That's fine by me. I'm good with my tongue.' As he proceeded to make obscene movements with it, lol.
Hmm... and I think he had me wax his unibrow so my boobs would be close to his face, now that I think about it, lmfao.
 
Yes pose. As in, haul my ass up on the hood of his car and let him take pictures, lol.
Yeah... lmfao. We called him 'Lickin Larry' LOL.
He had come in one morning while we were eating breakfast and asked if we saved any for him.
I told him no, but he could lick the wrapper.
Immediately I knew that was the wrong thing to say, lol.
His reply? "That's fine by me. I'm good with my tongue.' As he proceeded to make obscene movements with it, lol.
Hmm... and I think he had me wax his unibrow so my boobs would be close to his face, now that I think about it, lmfao.

Too funny. :D

Hey Molly, Hey Rem, how yous guys doin today

I'm well. We're discussing dirty old men. Care to add your thoughts?
 
Too funny. :D



I'm well. We're discussing dirty old men. Care to add your thoughts?

I'm not old yet, but I'm dirty, hahaha, (landscaping contractor) :rolleyes:

It reminds me of the old bumper sticker 'dirty old men need love too'

I have worked with lot's of dirty old men, the waitresses in the cafe seem to really like them. Dick Bailey was the dirtiest, then, old man Baker was a dirty old welder...

Then there was dirty ol' Tex, not our Tx. another dirty ol' Tex, he was too damn dirty, and his wife Mrs. Tex found him, and a young lady doin it on the couch, and hit him in the head with a iron skillet, the young woman made a run for it. Mrs. Tex got off two 12 gauge rounds before she disappeared into the piney woods, never to be seen again... Yeah, I'm kinda lookin forward to one day being a dirty ol man.
 
Anything you want it to be, unless the OP returns and asks us to narrow it back to whatever they were going on about. *g*



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I think that would require the OP to know what they were going on about...

... other than complaining about the presence of dirty old men on a porn site.. yeah....
 
I've got another seven years before I reach the 70 mark.

Since I was voted most likely never to live past 21, I think I've done a fair job of it. Being a dirty old man takes a lot of forethought and hard work, if ya want to do it right. Teasing young ladies is just about the highlight of my life these days. Not to mention a few of them teasing back.

But you do have to be a gentleman about it.
 
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