The biggest balls of the night belong to whomever hit the button to drop that confetti.
The biggest balls of the night belong to whomever hit the button to drop that confetti.
So the aggrieved party didn’t file a protest and has said nothing about it? Time to move on.
I doubt it’s good for Brett’s back, but if Wrangler jeans give me those kind of super powers, I’m headed to Fleet Farm tonight to buy a pair.
He just read the Gawker Media union contract.