Allegedly, this is the proof Mickey Kaus has been waiting for.
Having also put a sweat ring on a light-blue t-shirt in the past month, I have a confession to make. I am the father of Rielle Hunter’s love child. The other one. That John Edwards also isn’t the father of.
Did I let the cat out of the bag too soon? Shit, it’s not my fault the woman can’t stay away from sweat-stained teal. It’s like fucking oysters.
UPDATE: The picture that’s actually Edwards, according to someone who can apparently decipher pixelated gibberish, is a file of him wearing “a similar t-shirt” a year ago. With similar sweat stains. The bigger story here, if this were true (which it’s not), is that a Garbage Pail Kid was almost Vice-President of the United States.
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What’s it say about the Edwards allegations that the Enquirer can usually conjure up more credible pictures of that time Bigfoot shanked Nessie? I do like that Blur-dwards seems confused by the very concept of the blur-by, holding it as if it were a perplexing sack of potatoes.
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