The man doesn’t mess around. I think it’s go Cougar, or go home for this dress wearing former NBA star.

Ugh. My basic instincts tell me to recommend a six month membership to the gym, along with a visit to the plastic surgeon, for Sharon Stone. This Cougar looks like a beat up Pinto at this point.

I’m sorry but that’s got to hurt, right? I don’t care how much collagen you stuff in those puppies, it’s not natural to have lips like that, and it’s got to feel uncomfortable. If not physically, then at least mentally because there’s no way that Lisa Rinna doesn’t get asked if she was punched in the face on a daily basis.

Not only is this a Cougar anthem, but John Mellencamp’s nickname is John Cougar. What could be more befitting than that. All I can say is that whoever gave Mellencamp that nickname had vision. Over thirty years later, that nickname is now a term of endearment for lovely ladies over the age of 30. Brings a tear to my eye.

Wow, Sarah Palin is still bringing it, even after the campaign is over. Hooker boots? The Captain approves.

You know, if McCain had won the election, I would have gladly handed Palin the title of Head Cougar in Charge. Unfortunately, until Palin makes the jump to Washington, that office will be held by the one and only Demi Moore.