Brooklyn Decker was at the ESPYs last night. She looked expectedly absurd. The deafening celebration of her luxurious VIP cleavage is likely still taking place, and probably won’t get old until the day she does. But sadly, one of you expert poon swordsmen are destined to complain about her arm hair in the picture at far right. Save it, and please take a Roddick rocket serve to your balls as soon as possible. One more after the jump.
Jon Hamm with easily the best view in the house. When they went backstage, he supposedly turned into Don Draper and took her to pound-town while slugging a martini and winking at other chicks.