Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Donkey Wins


That’s it. I’m downing a punch bowl full of drano. I can’t take it anymore. Douche shirt, ‘bag dog tags, orange man-tan and the same ass chin caveman smirk. If I wasn’t still digesting my excellent patented “P.B. Plus” lunch special(2PB&Js, 1 six-pack PBR), I’d get up and break something.

I love this ambigiously Persian minx. She makes my heart go ping pong ping ping pong. And by “heart” I mean phallus. Look at the way she oh so delicately fondles Donkey Douche’s silk sleeveless shirt. That touch is an inverted Michaelangelo anti-art moment. It is science fiction futurism. Contact has been made. One small step for douche kind.

Cue the giant infant fetus turning towards camera. A Douche Odyssey indeed.

# posted by douchebag1

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