A few years ago Mark Sanford was enjoying his time in the national spotlight as one of those Republicans whose “nice" demeanor appealed to dull Politico reporters, and whose constant desire to kick the poors in the balls gave David Brooks tingly feelings in his swimsuit region. However within months of having his name being seriously considered as a possible 2012 Presidential Candidate, Sanford publicly committed career seppuku by admitting to an extra-marital affair in the weepiest and most melodramatic press conference in history. Surprisingly, a party that is effectively controlled by a small army of creepy televangelists can still feel a vestigial sense of shame, and thus Sanford was effectively toast...
"Oh this is a fine choice! The 2003 Cabernet Racial Murder Mitigación is wonderful! However I don't think anything pairs well with Argentinian-flavored dick cheese. "
Keep in mind folks, this is the state that Newt "I change wives more often than Mitt changes his magic underwear" Gingrich won. They seem to be quite capable of overlooking these sorts of things as long as there's an R after a politician's name
Really Republicans? You couldn't find anyone better? Really?
This is good news for The Other McCain!
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"Oh this is a fine choice! The 2003 Cabernet Racial Murder Mitigación is wonderful! However I don't think anything pairs well with Argentinian-flavored dick cheese. "
She's Argentinian, but not notably brown.
Keep in mind folks, this is the state that Newt "I change wives more often than Mitt changes his magic underwear" Gingrich won. They seem to be quite capable of overlooking these sorts of things as long as there's an R after a politician's name
"south of the equator"
nice euphemism...
The red white and goo...
I saw what you did there.
His fiance should be on the alert if Mark says he's hungry for some Thai take-out.