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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Reader Mail: South Africa Has a "Legend and an Icon"
Momoko writes in from South Africa:
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DB1,
This is a current pic of a guy my sister briefly went out with. He is 29 years old, just come out of rehab and has a 6 year old kid. As you can see from the pics, he’s not exactly on the wagon.
When my sister decided she didn’t want to see him again after he flaked out on her birthday party, his tactic to get her back included the beseeching phrases, “I’m a legend and an icon. You’ll never find abs like this again. I’m your big ticket to being one of the cool kids.” that is a direct quote.
PS. He changed his user name on facebook to Guido G___
– Momoko
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Sadly, more and more countries report Grieco Virus infestations.
Of note to ethnographers and historians in academia, the countries least effected by Grieco Virus are currently Prussia, Istanbul (not Constantinople) and Xanth. Because Grundy the Golem is having none of it.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010Brothabag Edgar and Josslyn
And somewhere, off in the distance, a lone wolf howls in agony for the God that isn’t.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010Sweet Caroline Makes a Poor Life Choice
And that poor choice goes by either “Bernard.” Or “B-Nar.”
Depending on whether his band, “Betty Whitesnake,” has a gig that night or not.
Monday, August 2, 2010Lake Crotchpuddle
As a big fan of lakes while growing up in New England, it pains me to posit this theorem. But posit it I must.
Fellow ‘bag hunters and huntresses, we can ignore this no longer. We must consider if there is a direct correlative between lakes and douchebaggery.
The evidence is as overwhelming as that water is viral.
Monday, August 2, 2010Joey Hoverbag
Joey Hoverbag just can’t help ruining a good drunk developing sapphic moment between the Laura Sisters just as it begins to form. It’s just who he is.
And for that, he is a douchebag, even if he does nothing else at all.
But of course, he will. Ruin another pic, even if it’s just with his hand.
For that, and that alone, Joey Hoverbag, you are a douche.
Monday, August 2, 2010The Sharkbag and Renee’s Younger Sister Voted
Our last HCwDB of the Month winner, The Sharkbag says:
“I can still pull hotter chicks while acting douchier, than any of these pretenders. Well, maybe not that Tad guy.”
Have you voted yet?
Monday, August 2, 2010The Sharkbag and Renee's Younger Sister Voted
Our last HCwDB of the Month winner, The Sharkbag says:
“I can still pull hotter chicks while acting douchier, than any of these pretenders. Well, maybe not that Tad guy.”
Have you voted yet?
Monday, August 2, 2010HCwDB of the Week
Our last Weekly before the next Monthly, today’s vote focuses on some of the more herpalicious combos we’ve featured in awhile. But lest your humble narrator rambles, lets get to your choices:
HCwDB of the Week Finalist #1: Mandanna Morrie and Vanessa
As discussed previously, Mandanna Morrie is less than the sum of his adouchetrements.
Deep down you just know Morrie’s so determined to score some quality South Beach Miami poonsaki while still living off an allowance from his father, Attorney Jack McFatherson, that he’s willing to go “The Full Douche.”
But that does not mean we forgive.
He who dresses the ‘bag contributes to the circulation of cultural meaning that spreads the virus like a smear uponst a bagel.
And for that, we must mock. Chin pube, bling, ridiculous hair and a Buick logo on his shirt. The Baby Jesus spittled.
Vanessa is all that is ambiguously paid to pose. She is tasteful, gum snappy and sweeter than you’d think. And her fantastically firm breasteses promise a field of frolicking clerics and fornicating elves. Not with each other. That would be sick. Even in Advanced D&D.
HCwDB of the Week Finalist #2: Smugger John and Valencia
The opposite end of the spectrum from Mandanna Morrie, Smuggers appeared in our Friday Thoughts and Links, but after staring at that mug over the weekend I’ve determined that this preening pudster has “douche aura” in disproportionate ratio to his actual signifiers.
As such, he is all that we fight against. He is pure punch crud.
Valencia shakes her booty with the soft eroticism of dancing hawkpie bluebirds who search fields of crow for shorn during the harvest season.
I have no idea what that means.
But I know I would gnaw uponst her pear, while denying Smugger John his application for a 100th week of unemployment insurance.
HCwDB of the Week Finalist #3: Tattpocalypse Tad and Glazed Gayle
Appearing first in last week’s important discussion on Freud’s Douchedom and Tattoo, Tattpocalypse Tad and Gayle would normally be a shoe-in for a Weekly, especially in light of their ultra-douchey doggie ‘baggin’ pic #2.
With all the scrotal signifiers in force, not to mention Ubiquitous Red Cup in pic #2, this should be a crotch-dunk.
So what’s holding this pic back?
Gayle. Her glazed “guidette” detracts significantly from hottie/douchey dialectics.
That being said, Gayle is certainly an attractive young thing on some primal genetic level at least, and Tad is uberdouche on so many levels, a small woodland creature just punched Bambi in the nads. Hell, the chin fung alone just caused a Daoist Monk to urinate on a scroll.
But is their cohabit enough to win the Weekly?
(Dis)honorable mention to Superlobe, whom many argued just felt too secure in his punkitude to really mock as a preening douchewank (despite his hott sister), the Caption This Pic atrocity of Lake Herpasaurus, the simply too happy to be there Scrawnster McFung, and of course to Brodie the Poet, who while a pretty harmless ‘bag, at least gave us some quality spelling errors to enjoy.
Also I forgot to mention in Friday’s Links that despite some dissent, Elizabeth has been elected to our fabled “Hall of Hott.” For those who dispute her overall game, I’d remind them that perfection in one area (perfection of body) is often enough in any Hall. Think Wade Boggs (OBP), John Stockton (passing) or Ron Jeremy (penis).
Please welcome Elizabeth to the Hall. And by welcome, I mean fondle.
And vote now, as always, in the comments thread.
EDIT: Apologies for the late publish, WordPress autopublish ain’t workin’ this mornin’.
Sunday, August 1, 2010How to Dance Like a Guido
Consider this the “Mein Kampf,” if you will, of Douche Frolic.