Boys, boys, boys . . .
************************************************************************************If you ever had to pay someone to keep quiet about the time you pushed their head towards your crotch - YOU'RE NOT PRESIDENTIAL MATERIAL.
If you have a secret Baby Mama somewhere out there - YOU'RE NOT PRESIDENTIAL MATERIAL.
If your name isn't on the birth certificate of a child walking around with your DNA - YOU'RE NOT PRESIDENTIAL MATERIAL.
Sheesh, is this really the best we can do?!?
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