Gray skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. NOT!
He is a sanctimonious son of a bitch. Why do they drag their poor wives in there with them? What a dirty, filthy, egotistical, hypocrite. Ran one of the biggest blackmail scams of the century.
The law perverted! And the police powers of the state perverted along with it! The law, I say, not only turned from its proper purpose but made to follow an entirely contrary purpose! The law become the weapon of every kind of greed! Instead of checking crime, the law itself guilty of the evils it is supposed to punish! - Frédéric Bastiat
By the way, isn’t this Monica’s birthday?
Gray skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. NOT!
She looks like she wants to ahh....never mind.
FBI FILE #714
Another Clintonista thrown under the bus...
___NOT GUILTY________GUILTY_____
McGreevey's wife seemed to take it better.
He’s got those Bill Clinton pursed lips.
Mrs. Spitzer: “Loreena Bobbit had the right idea....”
I seemed to have lost my teeth.
Do you take this woman...until death {or public humiliation}...
Is Mrs. Spitzer the next NY Gov?
Just ask the bitch about how to handle the lt. gov.
We will see you in court a$$hole.
What you own is now mine?
"Overchicked"
SO SAD! This moron publically humiliates his wife and family. She looks like a nice women, hope she takes him to the bank and then some
I guess I should be happy Eliot didn't cheat on me with a man like that NJ governor did.....
Honey, take it easy on the boys!
She’s pretty. He’s creepy.
I took my troubles down to Madame Rue
You know that pimp with the gold-capped tooth
She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
Sellin' little tarts to me...I'm Client Number Nine!
I told her that I was a flop with chicks
I've been this way since 1986
She looked at my equipment and she made a magic sign
She said "What you need is some tricks tonight...my Client Number Nine!"
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink
"Like Clinton, I'm gonna do you right here at the sink"
It smelled like turpentine and it wasn't quite pink
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, man did it stink!
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started humpin' everything in sight
But when I humped a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He busted my Lib-@$$, yes...I'm Client Number Nine
------ guitar solo ------
I held my nose, I closed my eyes, man did it stink!
I didn't know if it was day or night
I started humpin' everything in sight
But when I humped a cop down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine
He busted my Lib-@$$, yes...I'm Client Number Nine
I'm Client Number Nine
I'm Client Number Nine
I'm Client Number Nine
Dina Matos Spitzer
“Did I turn the iron off?”