Saturday, April 7, 2007

St. Patty's Douchebaggery


I like to view St. Patty’s Day as sort of the gender reversal affect seen at Halloween. Whereas Halloween allows the covert hot chick to let out her inner slut, St. Patty’s Day is when covert douchebags are allowed to trumpet their inner scrote. If only we could merge Halloween and St. Patty’s Day, now then we’d have some fantastic HCwDB-ery.

Count the stage-1-2 ‘baggers on display:

Butch, the Green Shirted Jock ‘Bag, wouldn’t be ‘bag except for the bizarre need to punch himself in the groin. And the fact his girl is busting ‘Bag Hand Gesture #32. Not a good sign for ole’ Butch’s douchey ways.

Wez, the Australian outback hunter pictured at bottom, douches out Mad Max style.

Mandana boy gets away with at least busting the green, but the ginormous size of that thing suggests early onset scrotitude.

The dork on the left has yet to learn that his t-shirt is longer than his coat. His application at Starbucks is pending his learning to successfully foam a latte. His parents are pulling for him.

Blonde in the striped shirt makes me want to Guinness my James Joyce until my cabbage is corned beef. She is Abbey’s Irish Rose perfection.

# posted by douchebag1

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