You’re likely to hear much about the possible reasons for this in the media, and I just want to go on record and say that while the special physical relationship that Hilary and I may or may not have been consumed by the better part of the past eight sweaty months, was not the cause of the breakup. I mean, not the sole cause. Maybe a little bit, as such torrid passionate gooey entanglements between a married woman and a lecherous blogger can be. But I guess they also fought over who parked in front or back of their tandem spots, so there was that too. In any event,
Hilary and I respectfully request your privacy at this time. I might release our sex tape, but don’t take that as a sign it’s time to stop respecting our privacy. Thank you in advance.