Begging for a caption contest:



/penis goes where?

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Her breasts defy gravity.

Her real name is Hillary?

/obscure?
//I KNOW it's not!

If you were writing a memoir, which version of the truth would you use, if you wanted to maximise publicity?

Now saying that he wasn't lousy in the sack, but we just have no way to verify this.

Because People in power are Stupid: [img.photobucket.com image 362x480]

Her breasts dirty pillows defy gravity.

FTFY

The man was able to last 40 minutes farking an 18 year old virgin. He really is a god.

/ she got pissed because he told her "the kitchen is that-a-way"

That's a bit of an age gap. And that may be the least creepy part of it.

He convinced her she was rich until she spent her way into bankruptcy?

Rincewind53: Who's Ronald Reagan? Wasn't that dude in some sort of band that was big in the 80s?

A multiple married actor from Hollywood who habitually raised taxes as a President.


A conservative hero.

ZAZ:
More seriously, his first wife shows up in about one sentence of his autobiography and I don't recall anything about other women between her and Nancy.

Google "Selene Walters" and you'll see Reagan seems to have had a bit of a wham-bam-thank-you-maam series of starlets between Jane Wyman and Nancy Davis.

Interestingly, he seems to never have taken his dates out anywhere, he was more of a booty call kinda guy....

Reagan's acting career lasted for nearly three decades but he quit Hollywood for politics and was elected as governor of California in 1967.

I would say his acting career didn't really get going until he quit Hollywood for politics.

She didn't believe in his American exceptionalism?

He ended her cold war?

InmanRoshi: Rincewind53: Who's Ronald Reagan? Wasn't that dude in some sort of band that was big in the 80s?

A multiple married actor from Hollywood who habitually raised taxes as a President.


A conservative hero.

He also gave several decent speeches on the need for millionaires to pay their fair share of taxes.

/and wrote a lovely editorial against a Californian Proposition to ban gays from teaching
//and as governor signed in one of the most liberal abortion measures in the country

Rincewind53: Who's Ronald Reagan? Wasn't that dude in some sort of band that was big in the 80s?

No. He's the guy from Death Valley Days.

Laurie adds that when she complained she was not satisfied, she got rather short shrift indeed.

Reagan told her: 'There's something wrong with you. You should have had many orgasms by now - after all this time. You've got to see a doctor.'


Hahaha, that sounds like a 1950's man.

I was ten years old when Reagan was campaigning for governor of California. My mother's cousins were conservatives super-hawks who though that Reagan was God long before it was as fashionable as today.

They used to hammer away my side of the family because we were liberal. They never forgave my parents for supporting the election of the first black sheriff in Wisconsin after whom I'm named. After my father died, they used to talk to my weak-minded mother about all kinds of 'investment opportunities' if my brothers and I would only enlist and go to Vietnam and get killed there and they were allowed to handle the insurance money for her (Their own sons served in the Coast Guard protecting us from Vietnamese saboteurs and were always home by 10:00 PM).

But back to 1967.

My mom's cousins wanted my brothers and I to meet this great Republican demigod of theirs. Apparently he had the power to make grown right-thinking men out of boys. So one night, my brothers and I are at their house in Whittier while they're throwing a 'Reagan for Governor' party. That night, Reagan was out visiting his supporters. By the time Reagan finally arrived, it was some ungodly hour and the three of us boys were lined up on the couch like three tiny sleepy owls.

Then we hear our one cousin shout, The great man's here!" The other cousin opened the door.

In stumbled Reagan. He had no pants on and was wearing boxers. It was obvious that he had just peed himself. Holding onto to him was this blonde bombshell that was definitely not Nancy (I've speculated as to whether or not Anna Nicole Smith possibly owned a time machine). She wasn't much more sober than he was.

He came into the house, was given permission to use my cousins' bathroom, spent a half hour inside the bathroom with the blonde, and then left to go on to the next party. After he left, one my mom's cousins turned to us boys and said, "He will save our country."