Tuesday, October 8, 2013

HCwDB After Dark…

StoolSoup

Baby’s asleep…

HC1 is off getting dinner…

The DB1 is drunk on tasty fortified Night Train wine…

Time to appreciate a hot tub gaggle of middle management hotts even if they led Ned From Sales in to make Douche Hand Gesture #21…

And by appreciate, I mean apearrrciate

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9:11 pm October, 8 Douchble Helix said...

A buddy of mine went on a business trip 20 years ago, and in the pool are all these newly hired Delta Stewardesses there for a week of training.
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I think he scored.

11:56 pm October, 8 Rev Chad Still in the office said...

^That’s when they still hired based on looks. Now it’s all angry old women and the fags.
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Time to get stooooooned

12:38 am October, 9 The Dude said...

King Largeman of Lesotho celebrates getting rid of three lame tapestries when Pope Francis of Argentina came to visit. huh?

6:54 am October, 9 I R A Darth Aggie said...

Boys, that ain’t foam in the hot tub…

7:59 am October, 9 DarkSock said...

Nubian Largeman photobombs with aplomb in the background.
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aplomb, DW sometimes sez.

8:38 am October, 9 Magnum Douche P.I. said...

I barely noticed Nubian Largeman, sort of blends in to the dark background.
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and I think girl in bottom left may be performing the “from behind, between the legs handjob” on Ned from Sales and for that he gets a notta pass.

10:42 am October, 9 jonezy said...

Kunta Largeman does not like to be called Toby.

10:44 am October, 9 jonezy said...

Not sure why they display the length of Ned’s dick right there on the pool, but there it is.

11:03 am October, 9 jonezy said...

Quick storytime.
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Night one of a week long cruise, we drag 4 college girls from Butler back to our private hot tub following a rampant boozing at the nightclub venue on the ship. Clothes are disposed of, motorboating is prolific and the boozing extended well into the night. As the riff raff disperses, I’m finally left with Juggy McJuggerson on my lap. We are both nude. My buddy gets squared off with one of the other remaining girls, and the 2 sore loser girls depart back to their cabin. It’s on.
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So, I start making out with this chick who has been sitting on my lap, nude, for probably an hour already. She pulls away after a minute or so and says “I can’t do this”
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“why not?”
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“I don’t think my boyfriend would be very happy to find out I was making out with some guy on this cruise”
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To which I reply “My dick is literally 2 inches away from your bare vagina. I don’t think ‘making out with a guy’ is going to be his biggest concern”
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She then left abruptly, following a rather humorous naked search for her clothes, while I continued to berate her absurd logic.
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The following night, at the same club venue, they ask if they can come back hot tubbing with us again, being that we were the only game in town- the public hot tub closes at midnight after all.
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“Not a fucking chance. Plus, we already met some new girls. You had your chance”
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We lived like gods that week. I’m just glad DarkSock was assigned to Italian cruise ships rather than ours.

11:35 am October, 9 THEONETRUEDOUCHE said...

I notices that the depth the women are inthe water is directly proportional to their score on the ugly meter.

5:51 pm October, 9 Douchble Helix said...

Senior year at college, I’m dating a ’9′, and don’t realize it.
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Most drinking nights ‘end’ when I black out. At least, what I remember ends there.
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Fort Lauderdale for spring break with the boys, and I’m looking for some strange. We meet these girls from Canada.
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No real story to tell, except as I’m walking home after the bars closed – mostly blacked out but still walking, maybe with one of these girls, I walk into a hotel swimming pool with one leg. So half of me is pretty wet.

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