Newt: Please Let Me Stay. Please Don’t Make Me Go Home With This Woman.
Newt admits he’s not going to win, but he won’t quit. If you look up “gross chronic insanity” in the dictionary, that’s the definition.
But, ever overly impressed with himself, he had this to say:
“If I end up not being the nominee,” Gingrich said, “I’ve already talked to Chairman Reince Priebus of the Republican National Committee — I want to work this fall to help defeat Obama in any way I could. Whatever the team thinks I can do to be helpful I will do.” After that, he said, he’ll “go back to a post-political career.”
Okay, so what I’ve decided to do is to get Newt’s cell phone number and start texting him, pretending to be Reince Priebus, which shouldn’t be hard because … well, damn, have you ever heard Reince Priebus try to explain anything?
So, the way I figure it, a few texts of:
– Newt, say, “I have three wives but Mitt only has one. Whoa, who is the Morman here?” People will laugh at that. Love, Reince
– You and Mitt can trade Tiffanys, Greek Isles cruise, car elevator, and the joy of firing people stories. That’ll make you seem like regular folks. Hugs, Reince
– Newt: most important — never shut up. Keep talking and reminding people that you are the voice of the Republican party. Kisses, Reince
You gotta love Newt. You just gotta.