...I don't think I can take it any more!

I love the film, but I think that's it, no more for me.

Took my brother Donny to see it and kept warning him if he needs to go pee, nows the time. He did good.

Still, even though I knew what was coming up, I still got all emotional and my throat got tight and eyes got watery, oh and I had to pee, too.

There weren't many people in the theater, but a few seats down were a couple of older women. You might say they were elderly. The film makes you feel fairly good and comfortable with the elderly and I wondered if the scenes where the older Daisy making love to the much younger Benjamin got the old broads off?

Then I wondered if young guys looking for easy money should cruise the theaters showing "Button" and hunt for cash solvent cougars?

Testing this theory out, even though I'm already 29, I looked over and smiled at one of the ladies as my brother made his way to the bathroom. She smiled back. Good sign.

After the film, I caught a couple more glances from her in the lobby while she waited for the other lady in the bathroom.

I walked over to her. Up close I could see she was an attractive 70 something woman, slim, stylish, wealthy.

"Did you like the film?" I asked.

"Oh my I loved it!" She said.

"I noticed you came with a friend, could your husband not make it?"

"Oh, honey he never wants to go out and have fun with me anymore."

I went in for the kill, "If you were my mine, I'd never let a hot old piece of ass like you out of my site."

"Darlin'?" she laughed reaching out and grabbing my forearm, "you have made my day! Can't talk now cause I'm with my daughter, but here's my number and if you ever want to get together and let me 'slide down the banister' I'm all ready, cause I've been 'playing the Clitar' solo for much too long!"