Somebody needs to tell the Bobby Brown knock-off that it isn’t cool to dance on the dance floor all by yourself. There are like millions (thousands, thousands) of hot playboy bunnies running around.

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Okay, I am really in love, for real. The one on the left is vvveeeerrrrry nice.

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Uh, you’re at a Playboy party filled with the hottest chicks you’ll never get to date, and you’re talking on the phone. Not smart, bro.

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The three of them combined make up 1 and half brain cells. ____________________________________________________

Now this is my kind of party.

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This guy is thinking: She really likes me, I know she does. She digs me, I just need to ditch my wife…

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Yeah, he’s not looking at her guess book. Check the eye-line