I recently visited the new Nationals stadium and actually had a pretty decent time. The new stadium is gorgeous, the Nationals were a blast to watch, everything about the place was amazing. Well, minus a few things. A flask is absolutely necessary to anyone who isn’t a doctor, since the cheapest drink I could find was a $6.50 beer (I mean a drink worth imbibing), and even a small Twizzlers was five bucks. But anyone should expect pretty expensive tickets and merchandise at a new baseball stadium that didn’t open until the spring of 2008. Even the fans weren’t that bad because it was the first week of the season and the whole metropolitan area of DC was out for it, so the White Trash Symposium wasn’t in full effect. However, my favorite part of the entire night had nothing to do with athletic prowess, sprinting Dead Presidents, or flashed naughty bits. My favorite part of the entire night personified all that is hot, gorgeous, classy, sexy, or fully and overwhelmingly perfect in a breeding mate. Here are the Before and After..
The only way that this girl could become the ultimate paragon of motherhood, class, and dignity is if she chugs her single serving of red wine alone in the stands.