Wednesday, May 27, 2009

"Sir, This Contract Arrived from Hell for You."

Waking up in the lustful embrace of Satan every night like clockwork at 3:37am and satisfying his every carnal demand was a price Newt Gingrich was prepared to pay.
That first night, still sore and stinking of sulphur, he planned his 2012 acceptance speech.

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