Saturday, September 1, 2012
Comment of the Week: Et tu Douche?
Superlative ‘bag mocker ETD? deconstructs the dysfunctional WASPian shame underneath the polite whiteness of Connecticut in the Connecticut Sue Makes a Poor Life Choice thread and wins the coveted HCwDB of the Week:
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Back home in Darien, after seeing this pic of his daughter, Connecticut Tripp rues the day he and his wife allowed her to attend Choate Rosemary Hall if she had only gone to Miss Porter’s this probably would not of happened. Oh well I guess a few Vicodin and a stiff couple of Dewar’s should ease his shame.
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“a few Vicodin and a stiff couple of Dewar’s” is what Reverend Chad orders for breakfast at Denny’s.
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Or is it Lenny’s?
Roger Clemons sure can pull the hotts.
Usually clonazepam, Tylenol 4’s, and a coupla beers. Mrs. doesn’t like when I have brown liquor around. Lenny’s stoned at my BBQ getting my daughter’s birthday food on while I channel Clint Eastwood for the soon arriving guests.
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Hurricane Fighters
‘grats ETD! Nicely put, indeed.
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bunnaes!
good stuff ETD!
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The guy above with the playboy bunnies – man, if ever there was a face looking for a fist…
I believe Et tu? Is a New Englander and therefore knows
………about the angst that is felt by Connecticut Sue’s daddy as he watches helplessly while Sue cavorts with a tattooed, Yankee douche.
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Congrats to Et tu? one of the coolest cats on this site.
Ringo Starr and some Playboy bunnies. He just popped a couple boner pills for the occasion.
Ringo prefers the turkey lips pose to duck lips.
I just smoked some hash after drinking the afternoon away and now I’m gonna kick it Rev Chad Stylee into the wee hours in celebration of winning the coveted comment o the week.
Ringo Shart really pulls the bunnaes!
“DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE MUSIC, YOKO…OR WAS IT ALL IN VAIN?…”
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$20 of DB1’s money to the first that can I.D. that call sign…
I recall driving around rural Indiana in the rain in my ’68 Nova, in an L.S.D.-induced trance, my eight track stereo blaring out “Dark Side of the Moon” through a pair of twelve inch woofers in the back seat.
I came to the conclusion that Roger Waters was Gawd!
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Just have D.B.1 send the twenty bucks directly to the Romney 2012 Campaign Fund because now I realise that the one true God is Paul Ryan.
@Hermit
Yes, I did spend my teens & most of my 20’s in New England primarily getting drunk, going to Dead shows, skiing and cavorting in Boston and the Cape of Cod.
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A word to the wise, if you win the coveted weekly and then choose to celebrate Rev Chad (Mad Respect) stylee in honor of winning said weekly please know your limits. I for one did not heed limits and thus am up early with a rancid hangover, burn marks and a slight case of self loathing.
Brown liquor FTW. Rye and Ginger last night. Ginger being our nubile neighbor and Mrs. Wallnuts’ BFF, who loves to watch and be watched.
I like bunnies.
I woke up in all my clothes laying across the bed, across the bed, all the lights on and stereo (yes, I have a 2.0 system with two vintage over-powered monkey-coffins) blaring Iron Maiden’s “Powerslave” over and over again.
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Good times. My skull burns, and my pee smells like an angry red wound’s pus.
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Eddies.
Speaking of bunnies and angry red wound’s piss:
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Your Christmas shopping is done.
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Fucky patterns. Why didn’t I think of that?
Would not “have” happened. Would not “of” happened makes no sense.
i’d bag that bunnie in black till my dik fell off!!
@ Sir Douche – why dint he think have that? derr
Fuck! Why can’t I get a handicap pass and stay signed in? I’d be embarrassed if I cared, but still…