Anyway, I introduced her to some paranormal t.v. last night, watching a rerun of the last episode of True Blood.
While I am fully aware that she doesn't exactly share my love of all things paranormal (except demons - they're a little creepy), I didn't exactly expect her to burst her sides laughing. After all, we were watching that hot piece of panther on the tube. I queried.... What exactly is so freaking funny? Didn't this heifer ask me if there were any werecougars??? WTH? I almost spit out my drink! Can you imagine? A werecougar!? And who exactly would be the prey? All the other younger weres? Can you imagine a series of that magnitude? For cheese and crackers!
A hot ass mess!
Thanks little sister for feeding me the fuel for a series of werecougar romance. The heroine would need to be at least 62 with a yummy 31 year old lumberjack to hunt!
I'm off to write what I can only inagine will be best seller quality chick lit! Have a great weekend folks!