Say you were a big-shot politician on a presidential run who had a bright future. Say your wife was fighting cancer. Say you had the gall to think you could bone some filmmaker chick you'd hired to film webisodes of your campaign--and get away with it. Say she started pressuring you to leave your loyal wife of 32 years to get hitched with her. Say you were desperate to shut her up, but the BMW and lodging you set her up with weren't doing the trick. What magic card might you pull out of your hat?
Dave Matthews at your wedding. That's right, the old charmbucket Dave Matthews. Every girl's childhood dream. No, seriously. Dave Matthews? From a New York Times story from the Sunday paper about the book proposal now circulating from Edwards' former aide:
In the proposal, which The New York Times examined, Mr. Young says that he assisted the affair by setting up private meetings between Mr. Edwards and Ms. Hunter. He wrote that Mr. Edwards once calmed an anxious Ms. Hunter by promising her that after his wife died, he would marry her in a rooftop ceremony in New York with an appearance by the Dave Matthews Band.
Loyal wife Elizabeth should not only split on the grounds of tomfoolery, but also, may we suggest, on the grounds of bad taste.
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