Presidential Election Eye-Candy

Colorado Springs – I remember hearing many women profess a deep lust/love kind of feeling for then-President Bill Clinton when I was in college. In the years before Clinton swapped spit and other bodily functions with an intern, he was a sexy saxophone player that made women swoon. Of course, I couldn’t understand the attraction of a blue-haired man who was married to a woman who .. well, if it weren’t for her elephant ankles, I’d have thought she was decently attractive.

More to the point: what caught my eye this morning was the fact that a future First Lady might have a pierced tongue. That’s right – a pierced tongue. You’ll have to read on to find out which one of the potential future First Wives has a stud in her mouth. So, I decided to compile a brief list of the 2008 Presidential election candidates’ eye-candy of wives (note: this is entirely a subjective issue, and if you disagree with me, well .. there’s a magazine called, Playgirl for you to check out, instead) just for the sheer shallowness of it.

If the girls can have Manly Man Monday, then us guys can grunt and make obscene gestures to one another about politician’s wives. Here’s my list of 2008′s Presidential Wives eye-candy for you undecided about the Presidential election:

  • Jackie Dodd – Not exactly Maxim material, but at least she’s a contrast to some of the older politicians’ wives, most notably Barbara Bush. With the backdrop of Mrs. Bush in your mind, you can agree with me that Jackie may not be Jackie O., but she’s certainly a step up from Grandma “Wide-eyed” Bush.
  • Elizabeth Edwards – Edwards’ has fought a highly publicized battle with cancer since March of this year, and yet she vows to continue onwards with the task of electing her husband, John as President. Elizabeth is more of the handsome variety than the type of eye-candy we’re looking for here. When you think of the requirements to make this list, think of construction/politician hybrids of men; Edwards hardly makes men weak at the knees. She made the list since she’s beautiful simply because she’s a wholesome type of woman – that and the fact I hope she beats her cancer into remission again.
  • Barbara Richardson – Well, she’s from my home state – enough said. I won’t reveal how I feel about her husband, New Mexico Governor Bill Richardson, but I felt just because I’m a native New Mexican that I’d include Barbara. Let’s just say the bottle of lotion shall remain under the sink when I’m thinking of Barbara Richardson, okay?
  • Barack Obama’s wife, Michelle is eye-candy. Svelte and sophisticated looking, very little encouragement is needed to set construction workers whistling to themselves with wanton abandonment. Politicians drool at her sophistication, so Michelle gets a definite vote of eye-candy for this list.

Republicans, unsurprisingly, had few trophy wives that radiated sex appeal. I don’t know if it’s because of all the conservative views they have towards most things relating to sex; or if the current generation of GOP haven’t quite gotten around to dumping their older wives for younger, hotter and sexier women.

Anyway, now to the short GOP list of eye-candy wives:

  • Cindy McCain is one hot grandmother! She is a GILF. Hot mamma! Well, she’s going to be eye-candy for a while but not forever, and if McCain should win the Presidency, I have no doubt that the entire world will view Americans as blonde, dumb and hot. Maybe that’ll help efforts at establishing world peace?

Before you GOP people get your pants all bunched up and angry because you can’t pitch tents over the GOP’s short list, I have news for you: there’s a tie between a GOP and a Democrat in terms of eye-candy winners. And of course, I’ll finally tell you which woman has a pierced tongue, too.

  • Republican hopeful, Fred Thomspon is 148 years old, and yet his wife is 1/8th his age. Jeri Thompson makes hordes of men chant, “Jeri! Jeri! Jeri!” each time she attends a political function. Ironically, Walgreen’s reported oversexed males emptying shelves of lotion and baby oil whenever Jeri Thompson is mentioned anywhere within a one-mile radius. Jeri is hot, hot, hot. The classical, sophisticated woman who can somehow endure the geriatric grunting of a man old enough to have been friends with Pharaoh Ramses II is awe-inspiring. Still, she’s absolute eye-candy and an inspiration to all men over the age of 65 to dump their old Barbara Bush wives in favor of younger women like Jeri.
  • Finally .. she has red hair and she’s far younger than her husband like her GOP counterpart, Jeri Thompson. And she has the pierced tongue that has and will set millions of men around the world crazy in sexual angst if her husband wins. And she has long, wavy hair, too. Doesn’t wear much make-up, either. Definite eye-candy and has sex appeal oozing from every pore. Men in Hooters would pay her to sit at their table. Enough said.
  • But there can’t be a tie. There has to be a winner and President Dubya has proven to us all that nothing matters but winning. So, the winner of the hottest Presidential Election Eye-Candy wife is .. *drumroll* .. Elizabeth Kucinich. Her husband, Dennis found Elizabeth in a mail-order bride catalogue and hopes to utilize her sex appeal and the pierced tongue to inspire millions of men (and lesbians) to become engaged in politics. Internship applications will no doubt rise as soon as Elizabeth is elected to her husband’s First Bed in the White House.

So, there you have it. It’s not exactly a compilation of “Who’s Hot and Who’s Not,” but rather, just one other thing for you men to consider out there whilst playing with your heads in trying to figure out who to vote for. In an age where anything goes, many politicians are seemingly dropping older wives for the younger, more contemporary and sexier women of today.

Just so you know, I had a hard time in deciding who was the winner between Jeri and Elizabeth and opted to go with the pierced tongue of Elizabeth Kucinich. I used to have one for years and know how life is with a pierced tongue.

Be good .. or be good at it.

:)

Paotie

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Comments

I have no idea what you just wrote. I was too busy looking at that last picture. I’d vote for her, err her husband. Who was he again? Dennis?

I could say something about that but i’m not gonna *evil grins*

Dennis

Dennis!?!

*chews a spoonful of organic raisin bran and milk*

Get yo’ mind outta the gutter!

When in doubt, vote for the hottest wife.

Democracy! I love it!
:)

Paotie

Paotie

[...] to the men’s magazine, Details, and noticed some similarities between the article and one I wrote at the end of October. The Details article essentially said the same thing I did: it’s okay if First Wives are [...]

Isn’t this plagiarizing? Shouldn’t you sue for recognition?

Dennis

Dennis ..

No, it’s not plagiarizing. We can guess that maybe the article I wrote inspired the author of the Details article (which I doubt), but most likely, the issue of FLILFs was inevitable.

We live in a culture of MILF, you know?

Jeri Thompson is my #1 MILF who may be a future FLILF, and perhaps one day soon, might even become a GILF (not to be confused with golfers, okay?).

Have a great Thanksgiving.
:)

Paotie

Paotie

Ok, i know what milf is. I have no clue on FLILF. I have a good guess on what a GILF is though.

Dennis

[...] a society hell-bent on “sticking it to the Man.” Coming soon to a mall near you: grown women advertising political ideals with their g-strings. Oh wait .. that already [...]

Umm…..being a popular president means having a hot wife? Political qualifications have shifted during the “internet age”. Lots of very hot wives out there. How do we corral them?

Cindy McCain would definitely be on this author’s list. See, this woman is just too hot to corral. She is a philly that cannot be tamed. A ride on her would be too wild for most insurance agencies to cover. Rumor has it that only one person has her trust. Not sure exactly who it is, but I heard his first name is John. Even though she gives him a wild ride, he is the only one allowed to ride this fiery filly. No one else could handle her.

matt

Some women get so much better with age. Others do not, but I really love the ones who do. Speaking for us guys, being young in the past (20′s) we want to have sex with anything (trees included). Then we meet many walking testosterone challenges along the way. We men are true horndogs. Our testoserone makes us do some potenially bizarre stuff. Our bodies are built for sex Men need to have sex. The evolution of the male species is about sex. The very being of men includes sex. Sorry we are this way, but we are. Sorry Senator, I won’t think about sex, but your wife is just so hot. Your running mate is so very hot too. You have wonderful taste in women.

Lee

Ok, as much as I am attracted to both women in the McCain Campaign, (I am still human), I need to respect the beautiful unity represented by both candidates. It must be wonderful to have a spouse and love them on a regular basis.

As much as politics comes into play during the next several months, I hope we Americans can fall in love with this amazing family from Alaska. I personally passed through the town of Wasilla in 1993 with a backpack and an adventurous plan to “do Alaska” on my own. I was too young to rent a car, so I walked from Anchorage to Willow. Yes, I got a couple of rides along the way. I camped during June, the mosquitoes were vicious. My first night outside of Anchorage WAS near Wasilla. An airstrip was close, but the mosquitoes did not care. The thing I thought was great (after I got my tent up) was how soft the ground is there. Forget bringing a soft bed roll. Permafrost does thaw in certain places in Alaska. The softness was wonderful to me. My campfire sunk nearly two feet down. The mosquitoes were still HORRIBLE. I spent 28 days and nights backpacking in the Alaskan wilderness (near Houston and Willow Alaska on the Little Susitna River). I can never forget the biting bugs. People in America’s deep south think mosquitos are mean, just wait till you meet the arctic breed. Summer in Alaska is barely three months, so every bloodsucker is on borrowed time. Plan to get eaten during the summer months up there.

Still however, when my plane landed in Phoenix during the summer of 1993, I felt that I left an important part of me there. Alaska is a place that after it touches you, you become a part of it, and it becomes a part of you. This is something that I can’t explain, but anyone who has ever spent time in Alaska knows. If there was a scientific formula explaining this, and I knew how to reproduce this, I would be a millionaire.

As far as I know, there is no way to replicate this amazing land. I spent 28 days backpacking in Alaska alone. Those are 28 day I shall never forget. Mys fears before going there included bringing a very hot .41 Magnum handgun and ammunition for bears. I kept my gun close to me wherever I went, but knew that even a very hot .41 (which I had) or .44 magnum will only make a large grizzly very mad. Having a 30-06 rifle, or 12 gauge shotgun with 00 buck would have made me sleep better.

The greatest animal situation I encountered in 1993 June occurred with dogs, and this scarred the hell out of me. With my 80lb backpack, I had walked over 130 miles. It was still light but late. By this time I knew to find a camp spot. A road off the main highway looked like a plan. I took it looking for a place to set my tent. About a mile down a well grated road I met about eight snarling dogs. Just being in the presence of one angry dog is scary
but I met eight who nearly surrounded me. They were unchained sledogs protecting territory. This, during the entire trip made me truly scared. I was so damn scared. Even as I had my hand on a very powerful handgun with six shots, I was terrified. I spoke to them calmly walking backwards for about three miles. My entire trip to Alaska, this scarred me the most. If I was going to die here, this probably would have been it. I could have drawn my gun and shot some of them, however the owner would have then been on my trail. If any attacked, I would have taken at least three out of 8 of them. This was a very scary situation. Eight dogs and my six magnum gun. The owner would have had myself vastly outgunned. As I walked backwards to the Parks Highway, the dogs left me alone. An hour later, I found a place to pitch my tent.

During my 28 days, I did have a black bear encounter, but that was nothing compared to the 8+ Iditorod dogs that I met on that muddy road. That was terrifying. Eight angry dogs let me know that I was too close. I will never forget that.

mp


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