imagine the claw marks.
I'd hit it.
I didn't like these girls in high school, either.
You know, they all met at a Bob Seager concert in 1981 and get together every year to remeniss (or however you spell it, I am sure one of them is a school marm and could give the correct spelling).
Looks like a 'girls together' family party to me... Look at the two flashing their legs on the left, they're loads younger. Gotta be some sort of daughter/mom/aunt combo I reckon.
This is what American suicide bombers get.
Older women looking for young men are cougars. Older men looking for younger women [or men] are called...?
...are called to answer police charges!
This is most definitely a celebratory corporate function. These ladies are holding drinks, but their body language clearly indicates a subtle discomfort with one another. With possibly one exception, they are the wives, girlfriends, or weekend curiosities of male professional cohorts. The tension and competitiveness is palpable, even in this photograph. A stunning portrayal of the female competitive dynamic resulting from centuries of interacting as "gatherers" while the males competed on the basic of physical prowess and ability to provide food and shelter.
Fuck that 'cougar' shit. Just more fucking sexism.I Blame the Patriarchy.
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