Thursday, March 18, 2010
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The power of Joey’s chest sheen termporarily blinded Emily enough to cause her to collapse during the second chorus of “You Give Love a Bad Name” at “Karaoke Jovi” night at the Tube Bar.
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Hall of Mock
- Pfah
- DarkSock
- Baron Von Goolo
- Troy Tempest
- Steve L
- Wheezer
- Medusa Oblongata
- creature
- Crucial Head
- Mr. White
- Archidoucheis
- Mr. Biggs
- Vin Douchal
- Sergeant Scrote Stain
- boatbutter
- Captain Bringdown
- Whoop-di-douche
- Jacques Doucheteau
- massengill
- Dr. Bunsen Honeydouche
- Mr. Scrotato Head
- Deltus
- The Reverend Chad Kroeger
- mr.reeve
- Wedgie
- Et Tu Douche?
- Eliza Douchcoo
- dbBen
- soy bomb
- DoucheyWallnuts
- I R A Darth Aggie
- jonezy
- Hermit
- Chris in ‘Baghdad
- Douchble Helix
- the douche is alright
- Choad the Douche Sprocket
- Stephanie
- The Dude
- Dude McCrudeshoes
- Sir David Douchenborough
- Il Douché
- Bag A
- douche equis
- Capt. James T. Douche
- Charles Nelson Douchely
- THEONETRUEDOUCHE
- Merle Baggard
- ehcuodouche
- Franklyn DealorNo Doucheifelt
- Charles Douchewin
- FredN.
- Ol' Dirty Douchebag
- In memoriam: bcs
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What’s that between her legs? A mitten? A cylon?
Charles was in charge of removing Joanie’s corpse from the club once her happy days of imbibing whole bottles of Goose had run its course.
The couple was too inebriated to notice a crouching Crucial Head who was furtively eating a small box of Cherry flavored Nerd’s out of Meryl’s butthole.
The Bart Simpson acid is bad. I repeat. The Bart Simpson acid is bad. If you take it, don’t be surprised if you end up with your tongue hanging out of your mouth and some cromag carries you off to share with his cave mates.
Edith’s face displayed the feelings in her bowels after she gnawed each one of Manny’s chest hairs off with her teeth.
Lester lurked in the background, just thrilled that his chin-strap held the pate of his skull together after the recent surgery.
Tricia expressed relief once the last few pounds of porch beef were expelled from her dialated birth canal.
Nobody in the bar believed Cindy, until Hank picked her up and revealed the rhinceros asshole transplant success.
Hoping that gravity would help to expel the lodged dildo from her, Emily agreed to let Joey help with the extraction.
After she had finished vomiting due to the red sheen of Frankie’s chest, Karen decided that she didn’t care what her friends thought.
She can’t stomach he’s ball stinch.
ASvB
“That’s pretty good, Cindy,” the photographer said. “I can see your cervix now, but something’s still missing. Maybe if you…yeah, that’s it. Let that tongue hang out.”
I don’t have a caption. Her purse seems to be protruding from her vagina. I can’t get past that for some reason.
WTF, where’s my picture??
Is this the right site. Well f#ck me.
ASvB
Joey wanted to use one of those foil reflectors to help him tan his neck and chin, but he couldn’t find one, so he just used Cindy.
I, too, have no caption–I’m too busy wondering whether that purse is on it’s way into or out of her vagina. Either way’s cool with me. That, plus those legs have me in a trance, staring and drooling Schaivo style. (If I may borrow DB1’s analogy there.)
Joey was proud of his latest robot girlfriend design, but he was embarrassed to admit that he still couldn’t find the bug in the BallLick subroutines that prevented the bot from retracting her tongue.
Wahoo dipshit Jonathan Antin from TV’s “Blow Out”, had no idea when he started dating Miley Cyrus that she’d secretly replaced the Hannah Montana in her downstairs with a phaser-wielding William Shatner.
Chinstrap McGee would never look at his nuts the same way again.
http://www.BarPurse.com; we shit great purses!
“Awright…this is a stickup…everyone get your hands on the bar where I can see them, and nobody gets shat at”.
As Joey made his way to the awaiting ambulance a drunken Cindy stammered excuses for the urinal mint stuck in her urethra.
The Dirrty Marteeni table-to-table service at Mr. White’s new bar was a big hit.
Joey mistakenly mis-read the invitation, and brought a “jump-off who-bag” to the “knock-off hand-bag” party.
..that’s all I’s gots, folks. Still too smitten with the non-bleethy suckle-thigh brunette. She can be my babysitter anyday.
I’m making no sense.
Vinnie’s minimal reading comprehension skills made his purchase of “How to Pick Up Chicks in a Bar” a disaster waiting to happen.
Okay, I just promoted Dark Sock, Vin, Crucial, Steve and Scrotato to some form of promotion on WordPress which should give you all the ability to delete posts and keep the threads clean. It also lets you read my drafts-in-progress, but if you do that, it ruins the surprise. Let me know if this helps, or is just annoying, and I can reset the settings.
So confusing. I need some Mad Dog 20/20.
Hey TOR, “Knock knock…”
And if any of the other regs wants a bump, lemme know-
– management
I’m erasing every last vestige of Crucial Head from this website. Architects: There Can Be Only One.
Carrying her over the threshold… of doucheness.
Young Gary Sinise rehearses for his leading role in CSI: NY, aka Cum Stain Ingester: Nordic Yodelers
With great power comes BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Wait. If only I knew what to do with these alledged new access.
Thanks boss; once I find that Troll Zap button I will wear it out until a certain Troll either gives up or discovers masturbation.
@DarkSock,
Wait. Stop… Don’t do iuhre834fyu234fg ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
*toot*
Will this newfound power make sex with my wife like it was five years ago?
… wait.
I didn’t mean to type that out loud.
Where’s the delete button????
This look is so quaint…It has me longing for days when douchebaggery was a simpler look…Gelled hair, shaved chest, bad bling, open shirt. Really considering how the douchebag look has morphed into a total freak show, this guy almost is a nott-a-douche by comparison. Take the comparison between Grillzilla and Pretty Boy for example, which makes Pretty Boy here look preppy by comparison.
I don’ t know the point here, because it’s obviously not fodder for a caption.
How about, “Old School Douchebag, Still Taking out the Trash.”
Just then, the drunk at the adjacent table awoke, looked up and said “Willie Nelson???”
The date rape drug Joey scored on the skreet, but thought was fake, is finally kickin’ in.
To paraphrase Homer Simpson…
“Time to fertilize the lawn. Hundred and fiflty pound bag oughta do it!”
Here goes my first attempt at a comment on the new format.
“Imagine Joey’s embarrasment and chagrin when he found out that THIS wasn’t the type of ‘three hole punch’ he was supposed to bring to the office decorating party”
The Rohypnol-tini: the official state drink of New Jersey.
“I thought it stood for ‘Bring Your Own Bitch'”…
Miley immediately regretted giving up her sybian for the over-hyped Guido-matic 2000.
The resounding ennui of the bar patrons did not deter Joey from trying to use Miley to make a tin foil hat that would stop the aliens from reading his mind.
^ Shit that was lame but at least I got “ennui” in it.
i bet if i could find whomever is responsible for making exposed brick acceptable, even desired interior decor i could make sex with crucial’s wife go back to the way it was 5 years ago, for all of us.
emily’s pussy troll, seeing what she was up against in defending herself from the looming assault, decided to arm herself with emily’s stungun.
“Yo, check it….my chest is smoother than her ass”.
Janine would later find that the vibrator worked even better if she took it out of the purse first.
After a long night of opening longneck Buds the hard way, Janine was relieved to be near the end of her shift.
So many general directions, so few farts…
She is going to hurl.
One word: Roofies
If any of these douchebags actually did show up to the Tube Bar, old man Red would’ve cut Z’s in their cheeks. He’d show them what a REAL man is made of. Old fashioned tough guys that don’t exist anymore. As for Jennifer, no women are allowed in the Tube Bar.
After slipping on Joey’s (sweat, gel, spray tan, Axe) puddle of congealed ooze which he refers to as “Fungle Juice,” the least he could do is help Margret to her Celica. Upon leaving, Joey’s quick thinking friend Ricky, who is currently enrolled in the Kaplan LSAT preparatory course, which in his estimation makes him the “Jersey Johnny Cochran,” advises Joey to take this picture to document that the events about to transpire, were in fact, consensual.
“it’s okay, she just has mercury poisoning from her dress.”
” For some reason I always stick my tongue out when I’m about to shit.”
when drink spiking became a legal sport, Joey immediately got his hunting permit and got his first prize catch within minutes.
“Wha- What are you doing in here?! Here, come here. I’ll carry you. … Here. There you go. Now can you just tell me where you’ve been? Are you on something?… Really. What are you on?”
“I don’t know. …bsdpf. …. I’ve just been taking pills. Heehee…. Green ones, blue ones… Yellow ones. But when th- bbb -You carrying me?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna get you out of here. What a terrible night this has been. I just wish we’d st- Oh, a picture? Sure. Smile honey.”
Here comes the poo!
Hey Richie! Look what I find! She has purse – STUCK IN HER ASS! I give her roofie like you say! Now we go to my place and play! Once I get the purse out of her ass – big fun! I am one WILD AND CRAZY GUY! Right?
“maaaa, look what i found!!!”
“That’s nice dear, put her back when you’re done.”
I’d suck on those legs for a week.
I haven’t seen that dazed look on a woman’s face since MTV stopped showing Fleetwood Mac videos.
All the newly-deputized-lord-god-king-bufu-baghunters in unison:
“RESPECT MY AUTHORITY”
Look! You can see her ass.
apples