Begin the cougar terror hysteria. I'd rather walk in a forest full of cougars than take a stroll in downtown Spokane.
The only dependably dangerous cougar is the old floozy sitting at the other end of the bar, winking at you with her hideously long false eyelashes.
The only dependably dangerous cougar is the old floozy sitting at the other end of the bar, winking at you with her hideously long false eyelashes.
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