Conservative Hunk Saturday: Fred Thompson

Litbrit, in the comments of Ezra Klein's blog, notes that women would read Playboy more if "they threw in a bit of handsome beefcake for us girls and gay men." In order to shamelessly increase traffic for my blog, I am adding "Conservative Hunk Saturday." There is nothing sexier than posting photos of male members of the party that abstains from sex.

This week's beefcake is Fred Thompson. He has been polling poorly with women. But then his sexual charisma is marketed towards male hetrosexual pundits. Who better than middle-aged guys knows want a woman wants. Chris Matthews wants to put Thompson to the smell test.

Can you smell the English leather on this guy, the Aqua Velva, the sort of mature man's shaving cream, or whatever, you know, after he shaved? Do you smell that sort of -- a little bit of cigar smoke? You know, whatever.

Ladies, imagine reading a romance novel in your bedroom. Thompson mysteriously enters. He unbuttons his shirt to reveal his drooping pecs and wrinkly skin. The intoxicating smell of Bengay unleashes passion women you weren't aware was caged in you.

Ladies, print the Thompson photo, make yourself a bubblebath and get a favorite toy. (Preferably Christian-themed.) You owe it to yourself.

I hope you enjoyed "Conservative Hunk Saturday." If it goes over well, I get the credit. If it fails blame Litbrit.