You realize that.a young woman who is even mildly attractive can pretty well have her pick of men her own age. She dont want no tubby dude 20 years older, wearing clothes from Costco and driving around in a Subaru crosstrek.
Once us guys hit our 40s we just disappear into the hedges like homer, just part of the background.
Look, champ, I don’t even know where to start with that screed of yours; it’s like you veered across every social lane marker at once and somehow managed to cut off common decency in the process. People are out here trying to keep their traction in a world full of potholes; maybe set the cruise‑control of basic respect before you rear‑end reality, yeah?
How dare you talk shit about the Subaru Crosstrek. We’re dealing with a 220 mm ground‑clearance, symmetrical‑AWD, snow‑eating, gravel‑spitting, apocalypse‑commuter that will outlive three of your fashion cycles and still start on a minus‑five morning without a whimper.
It’s a five‑star‑safety‑rated go‑anywhere hatchback that gulps eight‑litres‑per‑hundred on the highway while your precious status wagons guzzle twice that idling at a café; it holds its resale value like a dragon sits on gold; throw a kayak on the roof, a mountain bike in the back, and go touch grass. The Crosstrek is the Swiss Army knife of daily drivers; slagging it off is like mocking duct tape - it only proves you’ve never fixed anything in your life.
Oh lovely, the Subaru Crosstrek. The automotive equivalent of a bearded man in hiking boots who’s never seen a mountain. Yes, yes—220mm of ground clearance, symmetrical all-wheel-drive, and a CVT that responds to throttle like a golden retriever responds to algebra.
You call it an apocalypse commuter? Please. The only thing this thing has ever survived is a steep mall parking ramp. It’s not a rugged off-roader—it’s a cosplay Jeep for people who think flannel is a personality. This car talks a big game about conquering snow and gravel, but starts hyperventilating the moment it sees a hill and a headwind at the same time.
And let’s talk about power—actually, let’s not, because there isn’t any. Merging on the motorway in a Crosstrek isn’t just dangerous, it’s spiritual. You put your foot down, say a quick prayer to the gearbox gods, and hope that the CVT decides to simulate a gear that moves you forward rather than just turning fuel into unpleasant noise.
Resale value, Swiss Army knife, duct tape metaphors—fine. But at the end of the day, it’s a hatchback with hiking stickers, delusions of grandeur, and the acceleration of a depressed tortoise.
It’s not that the Crosstrek is bad. It’s just that it pretends so very hard to be brilliant—while delivering the dynamic excitement of a soggy oat biscuit.
Older dudes can absolutely get younger girls. However, they are mostly going to fall into 2 categories. Serious emotional/psychological issues. Or looking for a sugar daddy without as much stigma.
If you are in great shape, have a good personality and a good job, then at 40 you can still pull girls in their 20s without to much trouble. If you let yourself go, and have nothing to show for your age then it will be a lot harder.
The better question is why would you want to? What would you even talk to them about?
Can confirm. However, something happens in your mid 40s, I think the third growth stage of humans. In the space of about a year I went from beautiful 20 something women actively engaging with me, to suddenly something like primal visceral disgust instead.
Sort of like how they reacted when I was in my 20s. Which is why I was completely unprepared for that tiny window of opportunity.
Ironic that you complain about men disappearing in their 40s when this happens so pervasively to women it’s called Invisible Woman Syndrome.
Aging out of societal relevance is hard for everyone. Let’s not pretend that this is a uniquely male thing, especially when women are pressured to conceal their aging to a far greater degree.
Honestly I don’t see them complaining nor are they pretending that it’s uniquely male. I just don’t see any words to support that. Do you think you might be reading a bit too much into it?
Oh bless your heart.
You realize that.a young woman who is even mildly attractive can pretty well have her pick of men her own age. She dont want no tubby dude 20 years older, wearing clothes from Costco and driving around in a Subaru crosstrek.
Once us guys hit our 40s we just disappear into the hedges like homer, just part of the background.
I asked this guy for an engagement ring and he let me pick out the one I wanted!
Look, champ, I don’t even know where to start with that screed of yours; it’s like you veered across every social lane marker at once and somehow managed to cut off common decency in the process. People are out here trying to keep their traction in a world full of potholes; maybe set the cruise‑control of basic respect before you rear‑end reality, yeah?
How dare you talk shit about the Subaru Crosstrek. We’re dealing with a 220 mm ground‑clearance, symmetrical‑AWD, snow‑eating, gravel‑spitting, apocalypse‑commuter that will outlive three of your fashion cycles and still start on a minus‑five morning without a whimper.
It’s a five‑star‑safety‑rated go‑anywhere hatchback that gulps eight‑litres‑per‑hundred on the highway while your precious status wagons guzzle twice that idling at a café; it holds its resale value like a dragon sits on gold; throw a kayak on the roof, a mountain bike in the back, and go touch grass. The Crosstrek is the Swiss Army knife of daily drivers; slagging it off is like mocking duct tape - it only proves you’ve never fixed anything in your life.
Oh lovely, the Subaru Crosstrek. The automotive equivalent of a bearded man in hiking boots who’s never seen a mountain. Yes, yes—220mm of ground clearance, symmetrical all-wheel-drive, and a CVT that responds to throttle like a golden retriever responds to algebra.
You call it an apocalypse commuter? Please. The only thing this thing has ever survived is a steep mall parking ramp. It’s not a rugged off-roader—it’s a cosplay Jeep for people who think flannel is a personality. This car talks a big game about conquering snow and gravel, but starts hyperventilating the moment it sees a hill and a headwind at the same time.
And let’s talk about power—actually, let’s not, because there isn’t any. Merging on the motorway in a Crosstrek isn’t just dangerous, it’s spiritual. You put your foot down, say a quick prayer to the gearbox gods, and hope that the CVT decides to simulate a gear that moves you forward rather than just turning fuel into unpleasant noise. Resale value, Swiss Army knife, duct tape metaphors—fine. But at the end of the day, it’s a hatchback with hiking stickers, delusions of grandeur, and the acceleration of a depressed tortoise.
It’s not that the Crosstrek is bad. It’s just that it pretends so very hard to be brilliant—while delivering the dynamic excitement of a soggy oat biscuit.
Did you AI generate this entire response…?
Pretty obvious on account of all the em dashes lol.
Older dudes can absolutely get younger girls. However, they are mostly going to fall into 2 categories. Serious emotional/psychological issues. Or looking for a sugar daddy without as much stigma.
If you are in great shape, have a good personality and a good job, then at 40 you can still pull girls in their 20s without to much trouble. If you let yourself go, and have nothing to show for your age then it will be a lot harder.
The better question is why would you want to? What would you even talk to them about?
“Did you see [X] video on TikTok?”
Me: Lowers newspaper while looking somewhat confused.
Can confirm. However, something happens in your mid 40s, I think the third growth stage of humans. In the space of about a year I went from beautiful 20 something women actively engaging with me, to suddenly something like primal visceral disgust instead.
Sort of like how they reacted when I was in my 20s. Which is why I was completely unprepared for that tiny window of opportunity.
Penis emerged unscathed.
I’ll have you know I drive a Toyota minivan and shop at Sam’s Club because we don’t have a Costco. Much to my disappointment.
Ironic that you complain about men disappearing in their 40s when this happens so pervasively to women it’s called Invisible Woman Syndrome.
Aging out of societal relevance is hard for everyone. Let’s not pretend that this is a uniquely male thing, especially when women are pressured to conceal their aging to a far greater degree.
Honestly I don’t see them complaining nor are they pretending that it’s uniquely male. I just don’t see any words to support that. Do you think you might be reading a bit too much into it?
I’m 40, and I am still getting plenty of play. How do you think I know dad bods are in rn? 🤷♂️
plenty of play from 25yo hot women?
The last girl I was with was 27 and pretty hot.
Hey! I wear clothes for Goodwill, get it right.
Salvation Army has coupons!! Don’t waste your money!
I’m 25 and several people have planned cross continent trips to have sex with me and you’re wrong.
25 year old girls don’t want 25 year old guys. women also prefer married men to single men.