Remember John Edwards? That whole “Two Americas” riff from way back in December 2007? (One you marry, the other you knock up…) The $400 haircuts? The mistress? The cancer-stricken wife? The love child? The smarmy excuses?
Me neither.
But apparently the National Enquirer isn’t letting pretty-boy Breck Girl go. Because–well, he’s still trying to bang anything with a pulse and no Y chromosomes:
[T]he philandering ex-senator embarked on a “sex-and-booze bender” after what appeared to be a marriage-ending blowout fight with his cancer-stricken wife Elizabeth.
While still publicly not admitting paternity of his love child – who turns 2 in February – the disgraced former presidential candidate shocked eyewitnesses by recently spending several consecutive nights trawling bars in search of women.
Before booting her shameless husband from their home after Christmas, Elizabeth screamed at John that she was “finally signing” the divorce papers she had her lawyers draw up last year during a previous battle over his relationship with Rielle Hunter, the mother of his baby.
Edwards fled to the couple’s vacation home on Figure Eight Island near Wilmington, N.C. – and attempted to bed a female bartender as well as bar patrons young enough to be his daughter, say shocked witnesses.
In a bombshell exclusive interview with The ENQUIRER, bartender Stephanie Breshears revealed that Edwards repeatedly tried to get her to go back to his house for sex. The 34-year-old divorced mother-of-two said Edwards hit on her “for four consecutive nights” at the local Kornerstone Bistro, where she works.
“I think he’s scum,” Stephanie told The ENQUIRER. “He was definitely looking to pick up women when he came in here – and he wanted me to go back to his house.”
Not for nothing, the Edwards for President people still have his campaign website up online. Complete with hopeful “Yay America!” language, bumper stickers, and a soft-airbrushed pic of him and the wife he cheated on.
You stay classy, John Boy.
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“Well, I’m shameless…”
“with many apologies to Billy Joel)
Deny, Deny, Deny………..
I find it hard to believe that ANY of those women turned him down. I mean, c’mon, he has that HAIR!!! One flip of those golden bangs of love and the girlies get moist right?
Not this girlie. EWWWW.
I just threw up in my mouth. Clinton has the same affect on me. Why anyone would climb into bed with either one of them makes me wonder about women’s intelligence. Elizabeth would be better off to divorce him and take him for all that he is still worth.
Angry Army Wife: I can’t imagine why anyone would find them physically or morally attractive, either, but I have no doubt that there are plenty of airheads who think they can “sleep [their] way to the top” and get fame, notoriety, and probably a good chunk of cash. We don’t really punish people like Clinton and Edwards anymore, we just give them book deals and Oprah appearances and political campaigns, along with the baskets of money that accompany such endeavors. I’d be sorely tempted to think that being a huge douchebag is more rewarding these days than being a morally upstanding citizen, at least if you measure it by money and fame alone.
You know, I choose my toothbrushes a lot more carefully than some women choose bed partners. ESPECIALLY anyone who’d have anything to do with either Clinton or Edwards. There’s not enough power, money or fame in the world to offset knowing you’d been up close and personal with either of those two.
Beige FTW.
Damn. I got nuthin’.