Cougar Life

Cougars, Cubs, and Mules. Oh My.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014/Categories: Entries

 One day a week or so ago, a friend of mine and I were texting. He suggested that I look at the website Cougar Life – my assistant and I were working in my office and I was claiming bullshit on this website.  But low and behold I typed it in and it does exist!!  I had to create a username and put in my age and that I was a female looking for a cub – that was all I had to put in, in order for Heatie and I to look at the site.  It was hilarious --- first of all I think of a cub as a 20 something, totally ripped guy that just wants to get his freak on with an older lady – perhaps finding a sugar mama.  This site had very few of those, several blobby men (I’m sure they have great personalities) and one guy that was 53 years old --- and not attractive – seriously dude, do you think 80 year old ladies are on here??

Heatie and I laughed for about 5 minutes and then exited the site and went back to work.   

Now for the rest of the story…………………

Monday my email was not working.  As I revved myself up into a murderous rage I ended up in the spam folder of my email account.  In it I found a couple things I needed for this new website and then I noticed a couple of emails from Cougar Life.  One was titled This Cub Wants You – or something like that – and it was a pretty cute 6’6” 23 year old – clearly just looking a fuck buddy – because I had not filled anything out except age and “female”.  Clearly I was typing, so therefor presumably breathing.  Trash.  Although the thought “ride him like a rented mule” crossed my mind. 

Next Cougar email:  Cubs in Your Area ---- low and behold there was a little cub I knew but he had mistyped his age by 16 years.  He could pass for younger, but why start with a lie??  I did a screen shot and texted it to him…………..Cub? Really??  I guess it was just a typo……………..I have to go now.  My head hurts.  I just fell off the turnip truck today.

Tomorrow I may tell you another one.

Love,

The Gym Bytch

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