Well, It Looks Like It Is Time For Anthony Weiner To GO TO JAIL
Former congressman and current national punchline Anthony Weiner isn't funny anymore. Sure, the whole "name is destiny" was mildly amusing -- I once had a dentist named Dr. Rench -- and his gross cohort of labia-snippers were hilariously thirsty. But now the Daily Mail (yes, we know it's a shitrag, we told you that first) has chats between Weiner and a 15-year-old girl he knew was a 15-year-old girl, and they are awful, and it is awful, and he is awful, and it is pretty much time for him to GO TO JAIL.
Weiner claims he "may" be the target of a hoax -- while also acknowledging "flirty" texts. He does not confirm or deny a snapgraminstachat promising he would "bust that tight pussy so hard and so often that you would leak and limp for a week." And he doesn't confirm or deny Skype sessions with the girl stripping down from the schoolgirl outfits he'd asked her to wear while he told her to touch herself and say his name. He thinks letters from her admitting to "catfishing" and maybe doing a teacher (unclear) might possibly exculpate him.
He doesn't hold out a lot of hope; nor should he.
Having been a slutty teen who seduced gross old guys a lot -- and still has a little bit of a yen for seedy old human winejug John Boehner -- we are not denying that the girl in question had sexual agency. We don't believe every teen is victimized or lured astray by her consensual lovers. But a 51-year-old man doing it (even online styley) with a 15-year-old girl he knows is 15 should probably go to jail just on general principles of the rest of us not having to look at him for a while.
Also, Hillary Clinton should go to jail, probably, because someone else gave her husband a blowjob once or 50 times, so she is obviously rapey too.
[ DailyMail ]
When our son was about 3, and we would spell things in front of him so he wouldn't know what we were saying, and we got really fluent in "spell speak" (as in "Should we S-T-O-P for D-I-N-N-E-R"), we took him on a small trip to see how he would travel (we love traveling, so did he). We live in L.A. so decided to go with Vancouver. Because I am cheap we went right at the end of March (just moments before high season so half the price). So it was still pretty chilly. We went to the fantastic aquarium in Stanley Park, where we watched a dolphin show, sitting on icy cold concrete risers.
So, as we get up at the end of the show, I say pleasantly, and fairly loudly to my husband, "God, my C-U-N-T is frozen solid." My husband, drily: "Darling, other people do know how to spell." Oh my GOD. Thankfully Canadians are nothing but discreet and polite. It was hilarious.
yea... he actually had such a promising political career and what seemed like a nice life, family etc... threw it all away for this weird shit... makes no sense