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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Sorry it didn't work between you and Mac, I'm just so proud you tried.
I'll be in town the weekend of the 4th, the big apple will welcome you home with open arms...xoxoxo
Also - the cell phone thing requires you to keep clicking on the map.
Doing so reveals that you, me and my parish priest (i kid you not schwartzy!) are all getting schtupped in the rear. ( you gave me your digits girl, so i had to look you up!)
He is not that feminine looking... oh maybe he is the schtuper and not the schtupee...
Good gravy...
; )
Ass.
That's all I'm gonna say.
"I almost got sent to Russia accidentally when trying to fly back to LA. How does one make that mistake?!"
Looking for well-hung Christian Russian girls by chance?
JDC
You are fucking brilliant. It's no wonder we all adore you.