Thursday, August 31, 2006

    The Oily Wank


    When one reaches a certain level of zen-douchitude, it’s apparently possible to grow hottie heads out of one’s shoulder.

    How much do I hate this oily middle aged wank? It’s not just the ‘Bag Elvis Hand Gesture #36, the blond hilights or the fact the douche is wearing a flower belly shirt, a belly shirt, fer chrissakes.

    Okay, yes, it is just all of that.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Tuesday, August 1, 2006

    What the-?

    What the-?

    I can’t even begin to comprehend what’s going on in this pic. Jesus ‘Bag seems to have convinced two fairly normal looking women to pose with him while his nuts are sans constraint. In addition, he’s convinced a cutie to go nude as well. And not just any cutie. A cutie so hot I wanna shove gummi-bears up my nose until I pee glucose.

    And what’s with the poker table? Was this a game of strip poker gone Dali-level surreal? Jesus Scrote doesn’t even appear to know he’s naked. Not to mention he’s displaying Unholy Scrotite, the polar opposite of the Holy Cleavite. Ugh.

    So what’s the story behind this pic? My head is going to explode trying to decipher the absurdities of this moment in time. Yegods.

    Speaking of poker and gambling fun, I wonder if you can play strip poker at one of these top online casinos.

    # posted by douchebag1