A juertin is an old
guy usually around 72 who thinks he’s still a “swinger” from the sixties. He take’s megadoses of Cialis and hangs out at the mall getting occasional hard on when teenage girls go by. He likes to
screw older,
lonely, bitter women who are the wives of his friends and family - he’s borderline incestuous and has a deep seated Oedipus complex. His
children are nervous wrecks and resentful. Go figure! Oh did I mention that he likes to look at little girls’ underwear.
He sees himself as a Cowboy Casanova but can never bring it home. Beats off to pornography and can only come if it’s on his wife’s shoes.
Juertin men usually disguise their perverse ways by becoming executives and marrying unassuming school teachers.
I do give him credit for his support for diversity; his current lovers include a
midget, a manly woman from Philadelphia, and a washed up,
hag socialite.
See that bald
guy sitting in the food court drinking a
Starbucks? Keep away from him. That
creep who makes my skin crawl is a real juertin.