“Leggy Lis Smith”
Nicely done, NYP!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Poor Weiner!
If Client Number Nine came to my house with my daughter, I’d invite him into my workshop where he’d find me cleaning my guns. An “accidental discharge” might result.
I would imagine his “charm offensive” might have included perhaps a mention of the fact that his daddy’s worth right near half a billion dollars.
“Tony Bronxville” somehow just does not sound right. What’s next “nifty Newark”, “picturesque Perth Amboy”?
He’s so handsome too.
For a garden Nome.
Who cares really?
adulterers
ick yuck patooey
This gal is just another bimbo that frequents the many halls of power all over the country. I once heard one of these gals referred to as a “government monkey”, e.g., “she hung around from administration to administration by her tail”. This was in Kentucky when the Democrats were in control of the governor’s office and the legislature. Of course, Republicans would never do this. The gal above this fellow was referring to was a vicious, cut-throat who left many bodies in her trail. She finally made it into the governor’s office. She put on great banquets for the pols but got in way over her head on policy questions. Last I heard, she had a very hard fall.
Cute, but her parents did a terrible job raising her if she is willing to hang out with him for any amount of money.
New Yuck has immoral pols—who knew?
He’s gotta’ make a living somehow. And he likes that “tony” home of his, hopefully, future in-laws. I wonder if he brought any gifts. Maybe some used sex toys?
Easy there Sparky . . . I was born in Bronxville (a big hospital in it’s day).
Lots of Old Money Demon-Rats (RFK land), old Mobsters and Diplomats. It’s a nice little village. Like every town, there are the nice areas and then there are the dumps. Back in the day, it wasn’t so bad. Still plenty of conservative plain folk. That’s why the crooks hid out there. Now it’s all D-Bags.
Oh BTW- Platform Tennis was invented at the Bronxville Field House.
Frank Gifford used to talk about the best rivalry in his HS footbal memory being Bronxville vs Tuckahoe.
I bet that’ll re-spark some burnt out memory cells . . .