Former Congressman Anthony Weiner can’t stop discussing his dick online. Public humiliations, resignations, embarrassing mea culpas, counseling. It matters not. The dick wants what the dick wants. And the Weiner dick wants to be hard in jockey shorts making double entendres about being stiff enough to open a bank vault.
Another chick came forward with pics and recorded come-ons from Weiner who remains married to Hillary Clinton’s top confidant and occasional Muslim fundamentalist author, Huma Abedin. The posts are from earlier last year, though clearly after his second round of public apologies and cessation of his 2014 failed New York mayoral race.
If you ignore the general grossness all men display in sexting women, and the fact he’s married, which many men also conveniently ignore, the real damning piece herein is Weiner hard and cybersexing with his little kid in bed sleeping next to him. That’s one of those red flags. Like the guy trying to sign over his dad’s social security check at the track for one last bet.
Someone just climbed into my bed,” Weiner wrote.
“Really?” she responded.
Weiner then hit “Send” on the cringe-inducing image, which shows a bulge in his white, Jockey-brand boxer briefs and his son cuddled up to his left, wrapped in a light-green blanket.
This when mom’s out working two six-figure rigged jobs at both the State Department and The Clinton Foundation. Shame on you, Weiner.
Not all men are cut out to be husbands. Or dads. Some were born to be HGH-cut 50-something men ejaculating on the lonely end of a webcam. Hillary Clinton couldn’t let Bill go because she needed him politically. Abdein maybe for religious reasons. None of these women are fucking their husbands. Chicken and egg that shit to see which came first, the sex punishments, or the disturbing husbands with aggressive fetishes. Bill existed before selfies. Cut Weiner out now before America sees his dick busting a nut on the Resolute Desk on Snapchat.
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