Monday, June 20, 2011

HCwDB of the Week: The Roastbeefer and the Nikita Twins

Maybe because we haven’t featured a truly odious hottie/douchey combo from my current hometown of Los Angeles in awhile.

Or maybe it’s just my disgust at beefy crotch peen with too much inheritance money put on display at an overpriced club. For what is douche if not that?

So here’s our winner/loser. For it is time we (dis)honor the shiny crotch peen of absurdist hotel club bottle service ordering beefydouche, and the tasty L.A. hotts that said bottle service attracts. Like the Nikita Twins.

And while Little Caesar and the Asian Paid to Post Inflat-a-Hotts put up a valiant fight, shiny crotch peen cannot be ignored.

Even if one of the Nikita Twins is slightly more hot than her larger, amazonian sister. They are quality immigrant suckle thigh. And deserve notice.

And by notice, I mean hand wringing a moist towelette over a gecko in a dry desert climate.

Last week had some quality candidates, including Bob’s Hand Palsy, the tasty drinkable milkshake that was Layla in Long Island Brad and Layla, the classic shoescrote of The Miami Heatrash, and the slutty wrongness of Giggle Hannah and the emo eyeliner of Arnie the Hipster Load.

But there can be only one Weekly Winner, and this week’s is Roastbeef.

See you in the Monthly, overpriced sandwich.

# posted by douchebag1
7:06 am June, 20 Nancy Dreuche said...

Solid choice for the weekly. This douche ruined porch beef sandwiches for me for good.

8:01 am June, 20 jonezy said...

I hope he drowns in Arby’s sauce

8:15 am June, 20 Et Tu Douche? said...

This guy is to Roast Beef as Arby’s is to projectile diarrhea.

8:34 am June, 20 I R A Darth Aggie said...

Is that a halo above his head?
.
Or just a micro-nuke going off?

8:37 am June, 20 Mandouchian Candidate said...

Next.

9:54 am June, 20 creature said...

he’s more like spam

9:54 am June, 20 creature said...

truly some sort of potted meat!

10:44 am June, 20 Anonymous said...

When I think of Arby’s I think of Horsey Sauce.

When I think of Horsey, I think of noises.

When I think of Horsey noises, I think Boobies.

And that’s what it’s all about.

Pardners.

11:55 am June, 20 tall guy said...

I’m glad this cockneck didn’t slip under the radar. Also, I’d go through 5 sackfuls of nut juice (allowing for a reasonable break in between) in one sleepless night with the fair – by which I mean entirely rootable – Nikita twin on right.

5:42 pm June, 20 Whoop-Di-Douche said...

This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none.
And this little piggy went…
Wait.
Looking for porch beef all the way home.

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