But does she get love letters about…
…eating a salad under a palm tree? I think NOT! Mark Sanford still wins the trophy for bad-haired GOP Lotharios writing lousy love letters. But I digress…
“Previously undisclosed e-mail messages turned over to the F.B.I. and Senate ethics investigators provide new evidence about Senator John Ensign’s efforts to steer lobbying work to the embittered husband of his former mistress and could deepen his legal and political troubles.
But does her love letters about…
Stand down. Grammar crisis averted.
Proximity here to graveyards full of late English teachers was causing a palpable churn.
Thank you for your prompt action.
Things are already dicey enough without the threat of zombie teachers.
Still. Can we ever get past the 4 year-old’s fascination and surprise at the Jack in the Box?
Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.Again. Again. Again. Again.
They were dirtbag power seeking sociopaths when elected. SURPRISE!
This is what happens when you write several different versions of the same post and then meld them together after the last glass of wine and just before bed. That said, I fixed it this morning.
Regards,
Tengrain
Hey, you try elucidating up with yet another post on these freaks and not have their trainwreckery smack gob into your grammarianism. I know Tengrain would of for all intensive purposes.
See? Damn you, goopers.