forgetting sarah sideball
Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009
This weekend, we watched the movie Forgetting Sarah Marshall, which features an incredible amount of full-frontal male nudity. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.) So much in fact, that Mr. Misosouper and I coined the term “sideball”–the masculine cousin of “sideboob”–to describe the vistas of poor Peter Bretter’s, well, Peter Bretter.
And then we thought, drinking game! Which reminded me of these glasses; make a highball and drink to sideball. Cheers, naked man; we don’t see you on film often enough.
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