Thursday, October 2, 2008

Douchedana Boy


People often ask me, “DB1, how can I identify when the Douche has infected the Hott to a place of bleethed out unredeemability?”

And I point them to this.

Even her perky nose and late 1970s John Denver sunglasses can’t save her from the scrotal orbit of Douchedana Boy.

The Boobie Hottie Suckle Thigh has chosen the dark path. And we must mourn and curse Ganesh, and rend our garments, and stare at her boobs if we can when she’s not looking.

Note D.B.’s almost reflexive Kissy Lips. He isn’t even conscious. Invisible puppet strings, a form of metaphysical douchipulation, subtly guide the douche-face into proper form. That’s when you know you’re in the presence of sheer scrotal taint.

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