“Honorable: “At one point, Cindy playfully twirled McCain’s hair and said, “You’re getting a little thin up there.” McCain’s face reddened, and he responded, “At least I don’t plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you c*nt.” McCain’s excuse was that it had been a long day.”
If that pig had said that to me, he would never have gotten brain cancer.
Oh my gosh.
Oh, heck no.
I can’t imagine letting anyone, especially my husband, get away with saying that.
But, honestly, I knew before I married him that he wasn’t the kind of man who would say such a thing.