I come here today my friends not to bury John McCain, but to praise him. To share a tender loving family values snibble of time that I hope transcends politics. You see my friends the presidential campaign trail is long and hard, like a penis, and at one point on that long, hard, soul sucking, maverick busting into party yes man presidential campaign trail, John's loving wife Cindy came up to him, ran her beerlicous fingers through his hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." A moment of tender humanity in the loveless inhuman world that is American presidential politics. "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt" Is what John McCain said by way of reply. I'm not making that up. Three reporters witnessed it. God that's hot. I bet they had steaming sex that night. White-hot nuclear powered cuntaramic sex until that makeup ran down Cindy McCain's face like water through a hydroelectric dam. Which means it...
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Knobbing Jessica would be like knobbing your own Barbie; massive boobs, big brassy blonde hair, enormous suck-the-chrome-of-a-tow-ball mouth, and a vacuous head that you could fill with all manner of debauched bedroom suggestions, on the grounds that "it's okay honey, everyone does that these days..."
What guy that has blood flowing to his glans is gonna think that is a bad idea. Even if it's just for a month.
Yeah, I don't get this relationship either, it should've been over a long time ago, unless she does something for inner high school nerd that he didn't quite grow out of.
I bet he looks like shit with his shirt off. Not a thing like that pile of man beef she was married to.
I mean I still think Jessica is hotter than her old husband , don't get me wrong. I am just saying..