I can't bone! Damn snow!
I was totally gonna get mah bone on tonight.
But now that it is snowing and has already accumulated, I will not be leaving the house and going to bars late in the evening. No, instead of a swanky meal with some bitches, I’ll now be jerking off to a picture of John McCain’s wife, Cindy McCain.
You see with the NYT piece now out and about, everyone is going to forget what John McCain is really about: having a hot wife. That’s right. She may be younger than him and a little old at the ripe-age of 54 or something like that, but hey, if the meat is still fresh…
My ultimate snowed-in fantasy would be Cindy McCain, lobbyist Vicki Iseman and my myself in a terrific, snow-filled, booze-drenched orgy. And of course, Johnny would be video-taping with a smile.
Oh and YOU KNOW Cindy would be a fucking blast. I mean check this shit out (thanks Dennis):
In 1989, Cindy McCain became addicted to opioid painkillers such as Percocet and Vicodin
Mad nice.
