I was in high school. An adolescent.
One day I walked into the middle of a heavy discussion between two of my male friends. They were talking about what teenage boys usually talk about: girls. But in this case it was actually about women.
The question up for debate was simple. Who was sexier?
For the millennials reading that’s Raquel Welch vs. Ann-Margret.
I saw no wrong answer here. Especially when I was 16 at the time this particular debate took place.
Hard to believe.
Ann-Margret turned 75 today.
I believe my wife will look great when she’s 75. But I won’t know for sure because if not underground I’ll be in a corner somewhere drooling.
From “Viva Las Vegas”…