Hello Kitty. Over Fifty?

Yes. But. It’s a whole different concept when you’re over fifty. “Hey, lady! Really? You have a Hello Kitty hitch cover?”

Excuse me, sir (she says to the obviously over-60 clueless [old] man). And no, this has zero to do with Cougar ville wishful-thinking small minded boy who still, well, who still you-know-what.

Over fifty and warm blooded brings humor and warranted sarcasm. In this day and age for a woman to still be spirited and healthy is more than can be expected so STFU.

Is it really about sexuality or is it the responsibility of not being dead?