The Breck Boy has been forced to 'fess up. While the ambulance-chasing slimebag lectures us on "Two Americas," he shtupped someone he met at a bar after paying her $114,000 to do a campaign spot while his wife dealt with incurable breast cancer.
The worst stench out of all this is how the National Enquirer had to break the story while the Lame Stream Media covered his ass, just as they have for the Obamessiah. You can bet if this had been a former GOP senator and Veep candidate, it would be like blood in the water at the shark tank.
Edwards is now relegated to the scrap heap of political relevance, joining Gary Hart on board the "Monkey Business," soon to followed by a permanent stay in Dante's Eighth Circle of Hell with the other corrupt politicians immersed in a lake of boiling pitch.
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