I woke up in a foul state this morning.
And I'm not referring to my physical state and need for bathing but state of mind. Not good. So it pleases me I have something pleasant, or at least less confusing to post about. I like to post, I like to pout, I like to prattle on and on and on.
Anyhow, much to my relief and in some kind of twisted "hot or not" way, a meme has been born and unleashed it's fury upon the bloggysphereical thingy we call "read what I'm thinkin', yo" aka the interwebz. And I've been invited to play
You see, hottie mchotterson over at mothergoosemouse accidentally discovered that she had been deemed one of May’s Blog Babes over at a site called - wait for it - oh yes, the totally PC to the P and the C: Bangable Blog Babes.
OK, let's skip over the piece o' meat aspect of it all because uh.... you'd be right, but come on now - does it really hurt to be deemed bangable if you are a mom with a full dance card? OK, whatever, it's a total MILF thing - but still a meme was born, I was invited and I said "hell ya'".
Don't worry, the meme doesn't involve listing the most bangable blog babes. That would take too long considering I've met more than a few to make up a top five list (or for that matter, top fifty).
The drop dead gorgeous mothergoosemouse has invited folks to remember those days when we were at our most bangable (assuming it's not now because maybe it is, you hottie).
While this word bangable implies banged, in reality bangability usually meant the opposite to me. Bangability for me, translates to getting to the front of lines, never paying for drinks, free stuff, and fun stuff. Oh and honey, the air of mystery around "am I gonna get banged" makes for much more fun than the actual bang (there are exceptions to every rule).
Bang, Bang, Bang. Woah - how many times can I use the word bang in a sentence before invoking an email from my Dad calling me a shithead (just because Dooce's mom did it, doesn't give you permission there Gran'Bumper). Oh who am I fooling, he closed the browser at the first bang.
Anyhow - did I ever mention I worked with a guy named Bang? And we worked on a project together where in the client's cube farm I ended up sitting between Bang and a girl named Dimple. No sh*t.
Moving away from my tangent and back to meme:
My most bangable time was in my early 30s. I lost all the extra poundage of my 20s, my body was better than my teen years, I had money to burn, travel in my blood and I had a blast.
Seriously a blast. I was super confident, no longer stupid enough to fall for lines, saw through bullshit at 50 paces, and thinking outside the box made for awesome times without anyone doing a walk of shame.
I am cougar, hear me roar was my anthem. And roar I did.
Now it's more like I am MILF, hear me snore but whatever - that chicky up there in that photo has had a blast and still considers herself bangable - even with a muffin top.
Who to tag, who to tag?
Hmmmmm how about: the totally salacious nomotherearth and the completely erotic assertagirl.
Both completely bangable in my opinion (does that count for anything?). If you decide to play along (and please do) leave me a comment so I can come over and bask in your bangability (and as mothergoosemouse said - extra points for pics but not completely necessary).