the-secret-sex-lives-of-politicians

Disclaimer:  Please note, this blog is a not a slam against any particular party.

It’s all in fun.

After all—in the twisted world of politics, nothing is considered sacred.  And who am I to disagree?

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HILLARY
“I believe in the rights of ALL people.  The right of choice.  The right to protest political balderdash, the freedom of expression, and…and…hey, that guy in back just grabbed his crotch in front of me!  Bring him!  I want him alive!  My boots!  Where are my steel-toed boots?!”

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TONY
“God, I love summer and unsuspecting, wide-legged reporters…full bush, third row…the lady in black’s had a Brazilian wax…and whoa, hold up, hold up—is that a nice, new pair of tighty-whities up front and center?”

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BUBBA
“Now honestly, folks—who’re you going to believe?  Your President, or some groupie Congressional intern?!  Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.  And really—what kinda skank ho saves a spunk stain on a dress for months?!”

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OBAMA
“As a matter of fact, I DO believe in corporeal punishment.  Kids these days are too spoiled.  We need to inspire a little shock and awe in them.  Especially the little Catholic schoolgirls.  You know, the ones with the knee socks, little short, plaid skirts…the ones that wear the high-cut french lace-trimmed panties that grate just across the bridge of your nose, but feel silky to the hand when you give that booty a quick, sharp whack?  Yeahhhh…that’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout.”

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GONE WITH THE DESERT STORM
“Condi, Condi tell me true…you believe I’ve been doing the right things, don’t you?  You won’t leave me just because I’m a lame fuck–er, duck President?  You aren’t really just interested in the power, are you?”
“In four years I’m taking my shot, Georgie, and I’ve got over two hundred years of oppression and a stained dress for collateral.  But we’ll think about that tomorrow…”