Brett comes back just in time for a trip to the New Jersey bible belt to debate the finer points of cleavages, both front and back.
This movie spins us right round, baby. Right round like a record, baby. Right round round round. Thankfully, the movie is better than this joke.
It took me about 20 minutes to realize this wasn't the gender swapped version of Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants like I had originally thought it was.