I’m betting ole Johnbo hasn’t been hitting that in a long time. Being married to her, “admitting” erectile dysfunction is the only way to go. John’s thinking, “Go have an affair, please. I don’t want your body or sparkling conversation, I just want use of your bank account.”
That’s the funny thing with these Demonrats. Their wives are such nutjobs that spotting them in the same area code as the wife is like seeing the blue moon (except when they’re campaigning, which is noticeably excruciating for both of them). If I had that kind of money AND that kind of wife, I’d be hitting every convention and out of town business meeting I could, too. 99% of these “conventions” and “strategy meetings” are nothing more than a suite at the Ritz, playing golf, and spending evenings at the hotel bar with other rich guys that have the same wife problems.
When 0 gets voted out this November, he’ll join this club. He, Kerry, and Billy Krinton can get together and go bowling. Whoops, I forgot. The country club scene is not his gig, the Chicago gay clubs are more his thing. I’d rather bag groceries than be a Secret Service agent on that detail.