Greasiest Grease Stain: Mister Zebracrotch
Musicfanatic hands out the award:
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Okay, well, this was a hard one to do…
The winner is…
Mister Zebracrotch! Yay… err.. uhh… he makes me want to gag.
Yeah, he’s an oldbag too, but he’s greasey… Remember the old Simpsons episode when Homer and Bart did a ‘get-rich-quick’ scheme, and stole grease from Groundskeeper Willie’s grease sink for profit? If you remember, Willie had it for his retirement. Well, Zebracrotch’s grease could probably be obtained, and the funds could pay off all of America’s debt.
Yeah, not realistic, but hey… Dreams can come true.
Your runner up is ‘Your dad wears ripped jeans’ guy (not as greasy, but I mainly chose him because the cougars are hot… So we all win.
The second runner up is ‘Signs of the Douchepocalypse #44’
They have lots of grease, but they are not special. They don’t stand out like Zebracrotch.
So there you have it. Are your eyes burned yet?
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He’s a greasy fucking oldbag alright. Good call musicfanatic. I met the old Zebra striped Bob Barker looking old greasebag back in 1966 when I was one year old at a taping of a new show featuring Frank and the Nelson Riddle orchestra. Good thing I recorded it cause I was stoned as fuck on the Zebracrotch buzz train.
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This one’s for you you disgusting old leather boot. Get some fucking Grecian Formula or something or put your fucking shirt on. Christ in a tanning booth man. And thank you to Jeff Lynne and Rosie Vela the dirty sweet hippie love machine from God for being the stage band for the first day. Hope to see you for the Douchies finale next week.
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Fucking Q, he always fucking with my head.
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Fucking M, she never lets me be. I’m drunk. Son. And a little stoned, like half a doobie.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch=j9h0MNMfkuQ
Technical difficulties with head.
Great tag Musicfanatic. I concur. Zebracrotch doesn’t apply grease, it oozes from his poors like self agrandizement. Normally I’d suggest hosing down that dock after he leaves. In this case I think a single match is in order.
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He does have one thing going for him. As opposed to all the younger wankscrotes, Zebracrotch most likely owns the boat he’s turned into a floating grease trap.
Mr. Zebracrotch has nothin’ on the Old Choad when it comes to poolside mackin’ on poochy-lipped hotts.
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Nothin’ that is, but an icky GSR, pukka beads and poor taste in beverages.
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The Old Choad prefers to let his garden grow…and allow the kiddies to play in it whenever they’re of a mind.
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.And by “kiddies” he means barely legal quality trim.
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Polanskis
How embarrassment is this guy? (Rhetorical question) I mean, we living in an ageing world population and eventually for the first time in history old bags (and bagettes or femme bags) will outnumber youth. Pretty scary though, made scalier by the presence of him. Nice work Musicfanatic. You nailed it!
Hey what’s with the italicised comments?
Kudos to you Musicfanatic for sifting through the greasy drudge to come up with this old grease nugget. He’s still living the spandex enveloped nut dream and were just jelly or something like that.
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Favorite line from that Simpson’s episode is when Luigi the Italian chef is delivering pizza to the kids dance after Homer and Bart flooded the gym with grease and the kids are having a greaseball fight. As Luigi enters one kid says to another kid “Here comes a greaseball!”. Luigi thinks they mean him an says “Why you gotta talk about Luigi like that?”.
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Uh oh RevChad stopped spinning records and started spinning his own brain. This does not bode well.
When Zebrasore made the dailies in April, I was initially tempted to argue for some mild version of old guy leniency. Clearly, I was incorrect, which is to say I forgot about the impact of excess grease on his carbon footprint.
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I’d like to give the old guy a footprint!
Wow!!!, I hoped not to have viewed this clown again but alas he is a worthy winner. I remember the first time I saw this picture my first thought was wouldn’t be cool if DarkSock was on an AMBIEN®/Maker’s Mark fueled bender piloting a Jet Ski at medium throttle just out of viewing range before he violently launched out of the water and took out the Z-Crotch and whatever heinous brand of cheap beer he has in hand.
Nice pic. I love this time of year, because looking at all these pics helps with my diet plan.
It’s called the Karen Carpenter diet. Look at these pics, and puke up everything I’ve eaten today. Works great.
PS: Rev Chad, please turn off the italics and psychotropics. Thank you.
Great triumvirate and great selection. What horrendous triplets. The sight of the Z has caused me to weep uncontrollably and to pull the hair from my head as I curse the concept of God and the reality of not being able to drink until later tonight.
I see italics….
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And fuc you wordpress for telling me I’m posting too fast. Get your shit together.
I will just add that the chick in signs of the douchepocalypse is among the most rank I have ever come across on this site…
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jizzmoppers
I have looked 10 years into the future and Zebracrotch is David Lee Roth
Fuccen italics. Try some HTML on em
SOMEBODY CLOSE THE ITALICS TAG
Eh, I come to this site solely for DB1’s well written humor on Douches, not the commentators who can’t measure up. I’ll be back when all this yearly stuff is over.
er Commentor, whatever
Joe R, we know you’re really DB1…
Hey Joe R. I liked this comments section better when you weren’t commenting on here. Unless you’re hot, then heeeeeey.
Really disgusting pick, musicfanatic–good job. That is one greasy mug. This guy has more grease than the three or four Greasepitz combined.
The last sad, hazy days of Lloyd Bridges.
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italicizers.
Greasy old fossil most likely keeps his keys and bifocals in those speedos.
At some point, before buying that thing, he must have said to himself, “Say, this zebra crotch thing looks damn good!”
Damn, I was thinking Greasepits by a fauxhawk hair tip on this one…oh well…long live oldbaggery.
The Old Greaser here surely has a DEPENDS undergarment tucked into his zebra crotch.
How else would he soak up the grease AND masquerade his saggy-baggy?
Somewhere in Vegas the Greasepitz are weeping and rubbing an extra layer of olive oil onto each others pecs.