A good way to celebrate coming back to blogging...and baseball season.
It's fun to play the "Would you hit it?" game with hot messes like this chick. Can't see her body too much, but she's got butterface for sure. Clearly, she's primed to party (sleeping under bar tables is not for the weak of heart, stomach or mind...), even if a "hot guy game for anything" is married, as long as he knows the kind car he drives (I know you'd say "Porshe" you horny scumbag) and has a ticket for her. I'm married, so I wouldn't "hit it." If I were single, I still don't think I would. Henneman is strictly "a 2AM, the bar is closing, I'm going through a dry-spell and need it to end" kind of woman.
I shouldn't talk this way about a woman with such a sharp political intellect. And for those of you thinking she has a drinking problem, I'll defend her by saying she is trying to find a ride home so as to not drink and drive. She has brains for business and a bod for...
...sleeping under Hi-Tops' tables (you know that's where she was!).