We've been consumed -- CONSUMED -- with the notion that Wendi Deng, the decades-younger ladywife of Freedom Hero Rupert Murdoch, was totally getting porked by British lapdog to the stars Tony Blair. But did we have the means to prove it? Fuck no. Thank God
"Gold Digger" isn't an insult in some cultures - the better you marry, the better, end of story - but she has taken it to the extreme. I'm sure she's had a lot of fun on the side ... although how she'd manage to arrange private sexytime with Blair, unnoticed, is the massive hole in the middle this tale. (I'd be checking Murdoch's employee roster for a recently-dismissed blue-eyed Tony - but then again, I'm not trying to sell magazines.) Neat trick if they did pull it off.
"Gold Digger" isn't an insult in some cultures - the better you marry, the better, end of story - but she has taken it to the extreme. I'm sure she's had a lot of fun on the side ... although how she'd manage to arrange private sexytime with Blair, unnoticed, is the massive hole in the middle this tale. (I'd be checking Murdoch's employee roster for a recently-dismissed blue-eyed Tony - but then again, I'm not trying to sell magazines.) Neat trick if they did pull it off.
You left out one very important detail: "I don't worry 'cause my wallet's fat."
Why, oh why, did the NSA not warn us about this?!
Anyone who marries for money ends up earning every damn cent of it.
Nothing in that note about his teeth? I call bullshit.
Why is she wearing an apron? To keep the Murdoch slobber off of her? If I were her, I'd have gone with a full hazmat suit.
Needs more Sideboobtube.