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Posted on 12/16/2009 3:20:45 AM PST by Scanian
When I was 20, I fell hard and fast for a dreamy guy named Will. Handsome and hilarious, Will was the perfect boyfriend. That is until the day he hit me.
We weren't arguing; we were just goofing around on the couch. Out of nowhere, he slapped me across the face. Though I was shocked, I somehow found the wherewithal to say, "Don't do that again."
When I got my bearings back, I demanded to know why Will hit me. He said he thought I'd like it. I discovered that the man was into some unspeakable behavior, stuff I never heard of before. And he had had no problems finding willing others into debauchery.
During our time together, Will put his perverse proclivities on ice. But I could see the roots of his depravity -- his contempt for people, stinginess, and narcissism.
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William Jefferson Clinton?
Or B.H.O. - take your pick. AlGore is another.
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