Friday, November 23, 2007
The Jerz
One of the deepest betrayals of primal douchitude involves the exposure of self-worship.
Like this turd. Starin’ at the flex. Eroticizing his own bicep rather than the curves next to him.
Caught in this pixelated frozen digital moment, the Jerz exposes a core truth. Douchitude is about the worship of the self over the lust for the boobs.
Or else, it’s Friday, and the DB1 ate too much turkey. Stupid tryptophan.
