So, for your work Christmas party, your company rented out your town's Chili's and bought everyone a pile of Awesome Blossoms and sour appletinis. Mr. Bossman presented everyone with a lovely pair of Isotoner slipper socks, and then Craig from Facilities and Barb from Marketing totally frenched in the parking lot after a round of Bahama Mama shooters. A good time was had by all, and you've been bragging about the craziness ever since. Well, we're sorry to have to be the ones to break it to you, but the cast of Rescue Me have one-upped you, and one-upped the Awesome Blossom and the Isotoners and yes, even the frenching. Big time, buddy. Big time.
The cast of the show–which we understand is a firefighting dramedy or some such thing, we dunno, we get paid in Awesome Blossoms and can't afford cable–got well into their cups at the cast holiday party at the SoHo Grand Hotel, and afterwards retired to the bar for more drunken revelry. Denis Leary, Callie Thorne, and the rest of the thespians started up a game of Truth or Dare that went heavy on the Dare. Squawked a bar staff stool pigeon to Page Six:
"They ordered every kind of vodka the bar had, which included 15 brands. They put it on a lazy susan, spun it around and played the game. They were calling it the Boozy Susan. [They were] baring their breasts or their [male private parts] ó or they'd moon someone . . . They had the most extraordinary asses I'd ever seen . . . It went on for an hour and a half. Callie lifted her shirt and put her breasts on the bar."
Oho! Now those are some jugs of . . . drink . . . served on the bar . . . that we'd like to drink? Or something?
Would you like to see the breasts in question? Of course you would. Callie is at MrSkin.com.
