Wednesday, August 8, 2012
King Douchuous the IV Laughs at Kisseus Vomitorious's Efforts By Gettin' Busy
HCwDB’s legendary pimplenutter and celebrated entrant in our hallowed Hall of Scrote, King Douchuous the IV, laughs at pretenders to the Douche Crown such as Kisseus Vomitorious.
Any pretender ‘bag can show up, spike the hair, make the douche face, reveal the abs, and pose like a choadal clown with a bevy of hot chicks.
But only the true douchal legends can maintain consistency over years and years. That’s real dedication to the nihilism and disassociation required to become douche royalty.
Through economic boom. Through economic recession.
The seasons may change. The hot chicks most certainly change.
But King D keeps carryin’ on.
Like only the King that wears the Douchecrown can.
The King has really stepped up his facial fung sculpting “skills”.
I can’t say I’m a real big fan of the no hips / huge aftermarket boob dichotomy going on with this lady.
Coke really keeps the tummy in pornstar shape. Better living through chemistry!
Heavy is the head that wears the crown an heavy is the wrist that wears that watch. And heavy is the cock that wears that chick. Oops, I just knocked something over.
King D’s been going to the same facial stylist as Brothabag Leon- and by facial stylist I mean Brandy’s canine toothed lamprey dangler (TM bitches)
Mommy, where’s daddy?
He’s been gone for so long.
Do you think he’ll ever come home?
Gratuitous side/bottom/top boob reveal…it looks like someone tried to tie gags over the faces of James Carville and Captain Picard using Granny Panties.
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Son.
And this is why we must continue to fight Pisons! This fair maiden must be saved from this most wretched monarch. For she is beautiful and I must bedazzle her with mine own family jewels.
I think I’ve seen her in a pissing porn video. I know I’ve seen him swirling around my terlet
Put her in the Hall of Hott for future reviewing and jizzing uponst! I am jealous of this man and his ability to get paid to pose in pictures pretending to have a good time. Perhaps if my wife paid me, the dinners with her parents would be mote enjoyable, or at least they would look that way. I must now continue getting riled up at the unfairness of it all. Point me to the keg for mass quantities of alcohol consumption. Bros. And then we do all it again tommorow!
These people are wretched and useless.
ALL HAIL THE KING!!!
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PRAISE BE TO THE REV!!!
here left boob is a B her right boob is a D.
I’m guessing she could only afford one implant.
King D is looking a little soft across the mid-drift, if you catch my drift. Hit the gym, pal.
Blondie’s not too bad and after most of a bottle of Night Train I could almost overlook the somewhat elongated torso thing going on there. What’s with the half shaved head mohawk fuckup and his fucking pants not up all the way. He just took a quickie up the ass in the mens room and didn’t pull his trousers all the way up afterwards.
At first glance I thought she was trying to put a cigarette out on his abs. I screamed “You go girl” until everyone showed up at my office door. Then I had to switch to a live feed of the Olympics to play it off. Now that I look at it again it ranks right up there with this and this as things I’d rather I never see or know about.