No… She’s Not Out Of Boomer’s League
You’d think a big, fat, drunk guy chatting up a hot, young blonde waitress has no shot. You’d probably be right… unless that big, fat, drunk is Chris Berman.
In yet another example of why this world care more about the numbers in your bank account than the numbers on your bench press… Chris Berman was walking around the ESPY’s with a pair of young hotties. And then they disappeared into an elevator. We don’t think either of those hotties were the girls pictured here… but whatever… I’m struggling with the fact that this gross slob is having threesomes at the ESPY’s. Thanks to WithLeather for ruining every guy’s life out there.
And for those of you wondering what this has to do with the Celtics… the answer is… nothing. That’s also the answer to “Hey… how much Celtics news did you find today?”
and you said the news was gunna get slow……….
The funny thing is those girls probably had no clue who he was until he probably made it pretty clear for obvious reasons. I never completely have understood how it would be worth it to hook up with a nasty rich or famous guy just because he is rich. Like, what, you get to sleep in a nice bed with high thread count sheets for the night? not worth the years of therapy that will be needed when you can’t get that naked big, fat, image out of your head.
I think that high thread count thing is part of his opening line.
“Hey baby… I’m Chris Berman… how about spending a night in some high thread count sheets”
I’m shocked none of my readers made any “back back back” jokes. The possibilities are endless.