Friday, February 29, 2008
The Douche-Face
People often ask me, “DB1, how will I know the douche-face when I see it?”
I always answer with the same cryptic Zen response: You will know it when you know it.
It is not about the specifics of the face. Not simply a Ben Stillerian “Blue Steel.” It goes deeper. More sunken of cheek. More annoying of pout.
In the presence of the lei biting hott, the douche-face can reveal itself at a moment’s notice.
And when it does, be ready. To fling the poo.
