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Younger Men vs. Older Men. Is There Really a Contest?

elizabeth: I hate, despise and resent the term "cougar." Hate it with a passion. I Googled to find out who came up with this asinine label, and this was their answer: Late 80's in the dressing room of the Vancouver Canucks Hockeyteam, they called older single women that came to their games cougars. Okay, now I have to boycott Vancouver. I wasn't going to go there any time soon but I am taking a stand.

Laurie: It's starting to get cold up there anyway. Just don't go boycotting an island.

elizabeth: Why do women have to be labeled by whom they date? I rarely dated older men when I was single and I blame that on Harrison Ford (he kinda smoldered and had that earring thing happening), Robert DeNiro (too many gangster flicks - I was always afraid he'd off me if I disagreed but he was sexy) and Cary Grant (I think he was dead by the time I thought he was way too fine to ignore). They didn't make themselves available to date. Me. I know. How unfair. But young guys did and I was just as happy to return the favor. But did I think I was gutting them and ripping out their innards when I was feeling a little naughty? Please.

Laurie: Wow, I don't know what kind of dates you went on (I did once date a guy who caught muskrats and I believe there was some gutting involved in that)! I like to think I was adding to the worldly experience of these young studs. Showing them the finer pleasures that would assist them with pleasing their future women (or men - who knew? Who cared?) and saving them many hard-earned, heartbreaking experiences - yeah, that's the story and I'm sticking to it.

elizabeth: I did date some guy who was 15 years younger than me. Let me tell you this - it was not because he had his pulse on world affairs or knew the difference between a Monet or a Manet. Nor did I really expect him to speak. Why ruin a good thing? My husband is six years younger than me and I did not marry him because he made me feel young. I was quite capable of making myself feel young and vital and sassy. Plus I never think about the age difference. I am more concerned that he doesn't think that The Beatles were the best band in the world. Oh, yeah, John Lennon never called either.

Laurie: I feel your pain, girlfriend. I got tired of waiting for Elvis to discover me in my small town and finally took down the many photos and posters that plastered my purple bedroom wall. I think I finally realized I was on the edge of robbing the proverbial cradle when while watching a recap of JFK's assassination, my Date of the Day said something that made me realize he wasn't even born in the 60's. Yikes! As soon as that date was finished, I bid him a fond farewell. No sense in wasting a perfectly good evening.

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