Jesus Tags
I’m not sure if we’ve officially categorized this trend yet, but one of the more disturbing douche accoutrement developments of the past six months has been the merging of Jesus Bling and the Douche Dog-Tags into what can only be described as “Jesus Tags.”
Note their prominent display on the groin shoving douchewank on the left.
I suppose one could dub these adouchrements “God-Tags,” but I’m not opening that whole can of theological douche-worms.
Instead I will simply sing Andrew Lloyd Webber show tunes at these two balls of scrotal decay until they disappear in a flash of Broadway spectacle.
At which point I would suckle and fondle the libretto for Ballet Hott’s audition tape until she emoted Stanislavsky style and let me hump her leg like a shreiking rhesus monkey during the rainy season.
