The Boy and I met up with some friends on the weekend. Somehow we got into a discussion of all the arbitrary pop culture rules that determine what's "gay" and what's not, and one of the people present mentioned the disclaimer, "no homo". Like, The Boy could say to another dude, "I want your throbbing member inside me. No homo." and nobody could reasonably think that he was gay because he invoked that magical phrase.
What a wonderful, wonderful concept. I've decided to adapt "no homo" for use in cougardom. Yes, from now on when I'm talking to a cute younger guy, I can say all the stuff I'm usually just thinking...without any repercussions! Observe!
See how the "no creepy" at the end makes that whole thing totally socially acceptable and not at all grounds to call the police? It's amazing!
I'M GONNA GO HANG OUT AT THE ARCADE NOW*.
*Except not really. Why window-shop for something I already own? :D