Now Rielle's attorney says nope to a DNA test to prove the question of the day of "Whose your daddy?"

Double GULP.  Mrs. Edwards, I'm sorry this is happening, truly I am. 

And this announcement today does nothing but throw gasoline on the fire. 

So much for this being a weekend story; this thing now has legs, arms, a torso, a brain and a mother who likely is going to hold out for another pay out before she ponies up a sample of the kids.  She already allowed a big dollar contributor to do a Relo.

Rielle, better watch the garbage, and all the other places sleezy people might go through to get a DNA sample; the Internet is rife with examples of where this has happened.  And you know the kind of people you're dealing with, after all, you were once one of them.    

And Triple GULP for the Edwards kids who now have to have this stretched even further. 

And quadruple GULP for Obama et al.  And Bill and Hillary. So much for the quiet family vacation to Hawaii.  Although it seems fairly well planned out that this is happening this way.  Way too obvious.




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