A very attractive, mid twenties feline who works in a professional setting and has the effortless inherent ability to make older, married males feel falsely charming, virile and master of the universe-like in her presence. Paradoxical personality of timorously audacious and sensibly capricious wrapped up as a sophisticated ingénue. Has beguiling smile, an ass you would eat your daughter's wedding cake off of, and can throw back shots of tequila like an unemployed Mexican tattoo artist.
Older Married Dude 1: Dude, fuckin’ Sexycats wants me!
Older Married Dude 2: Ahhh Dude, you’re 15 years too old, balding and out of shape…
Older Married Dude 1: Dude, she fuckin’ digs my shit!
Older Married Dude 2: Dude! You’re a fucking idiot! You don’t have a chance!
Older Married Dude 1: Dude...
"What are Lindsey and John doing this weekend?"
"They're shacking up in a hotel room in Atlantic City, having lots of hot sex."
"Oh, you mean they're taking a sexycation!"
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)