Noticing a certain lack of lady excitement over his failing book tour/candidacy/new wife auditions, Newt Gingrich is dispatching his bird of prey/Stepford hybrid to fetch him some new gals, one of whom may become lucky Mrs Gingrich #4 if she plays her cards right and has no life-threatening diseases..at this time.
The Gingrich campaign announced Monday that Callista Gingrich will lead a Women with Newt Coalition. Gingrich will lead work with 6 co-chairs, which include Gingrich’s two daughters from his previous marriage — Kathy Gingrich Lubbers and Jackie Gingrich Cushman — as well as Jeri Thompson, the wife of Gingrich supporter Fred Thompson.
An email sent out by the campaign contained Jeri Thompson’s comments on the coalition:
This election is a referendum on the failed decisions and failed policies of an Obama Administration that without new, strong leadership, will leave our children and our grandchildren with a land of less opportunity and less freedom. For me and other mothers, joining this coalition is less a political move than a maternal one.
So really, it’s a way to give Callista something to do, funnel some of Sheldon Adelson’s money to the Gingrich daughters for keeping their big mouths shut, and get Fred Thompson’s childbride out of the house where she spends her days keeping Fred’s moonshine jug full and his adult diapers empty while he sits in his recliner and yells at the coloreds on BET…
You may recall that Herman Cain also attempted a ladies night website just prior to taking his overused penis and going home.




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Jeri + Callista?
That’s a trophy-wife singularity.
Women for Newt. That does bring the “Chickens for Colonel Sanders” meme to mind, doesn’t it?
Women for Newt… It’s a cookbook!
So really, it’s a way to give Callista something to do, funnel some of Sheldon Adelson’s money to the Gingrich daughters for keeping their big mouths shut, and get Fred Thompson’s childbride out of the house where she spends her days keeping Fred’s moonshine jug full and his adult diapers empty while he sits in his recliner and yells at the coloreds on BET…
This is perfection. It makes we want to reward the writer with a clip of a basset hound moving in ultra-slow motion. And so I will!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=X60zhjvMqCs
I remember her “hoot, hoot, don’t pollute” PSA. That was awesome…
That’s some excellent slow-motion basset penis in that clip, sir.
…Yadda, yadda. What Enquirng minds want to know is: Can we touch Calysta’s hair to find out if it’s plastic?
Oh, thank you, I needed that. I seem to have spent the day not-suffering-fools…perhaps I should have let them go, but…
Well, anyway, so much interesting footage of floppy, flexible, loose basset flesh flapping hither and yon. I had no idea. something about the drinking water scene was especially enlightening.
Ah. Think I’ll just avoid those other threads now; why harsh the basset-calmed mood?
Assuming Jeri Tee wrote that herself, it’s plain Ol’ Fred didn’t marry her for her mastery of the Elements of Style. But I guess I knew that.
Assuming somebody else was paid to write it for her, they should be chastised, given 2 weeks’ notice, and sent to Doghouse Riley’s “English: It Makes a Poor Cudgel” summer theme camp.
This is great news!
Newt/Poopy Thompson 2012!!!!1!!
Does this mean we may be seeing pictures of Jeri’s Girls (aka Law ‘n Order) here soon?
Error: the organization is called “Women with Newt.”
I believe it’s a survivors/support group for women with some kind of nasty skin disease.
Oh, Christ, this gives a whole new meaning to “oh no, she didn’t!”
~ Harry R. Sohl
Is this like the serial perv who has his wife trick hitchhikers into getting in the car?
CREEPY.
“Gingrich Lubbers” is a contender for the worst combo surname of all time.
It brings to mind a hot tub filled with greased-up Repiglicans jamming their fat fingers and tiny chubbies and bourbon-soaked tongues into any and all available orifices.
I may not be able to sleep tonight.
Nice to see Jeri and “the boys” are getting out of the house and back into the public spotlight. More grist for the mill here at Casa Tbogg.
Not gonna work, but nice try, I ‘spose. Gives ‘em all a chance to hoover up some sweet sweet ca$hola from the 1%ers before the spigot is turned off, however.
Agree w/Lesley @14 that there is something decidedly creepy about the likes of Trophy Calista & Trophy Jeri hoodwinking credulous women into voting for their really skeevy scummy menfolk. Cult-like, one could say.
For the love of all that is holy (Shakira’s miraculous bottom, for one), T, could you please stop posting that photo of Joker Jack in a blonde wig? A, I just ate, and B, it’s hard to work when I’m spasmodically shuddering every few minutes for the rest of the day. Your karmic balance will thank you, as will those of us with delicate constitutions.