Monday, January 9, 2012
Nick the Richard Approves of the HCwDB of the Week
But not as much as the rare “Subtle Boob Fondle Of Milfy Suburban Moms Out For a Night of Drinking While Taking a Pic To Get Back at Karen’s Husband” move.
A move, I should add, that was first patented by Salvador Dali while seeking cure for lupus in the natural hot springs of Bilbao, Spain, in the late 1930s.
Bag-fucks At Tiffany’s
One Spew Over the Cuckoos Chest
Bluebelle’s gotta couple of handfuls there. She puts the fun in funbags. It’s almost forgivable that Nick the Dickshard forgot his shirt.
The Man Who Fucked Liberty Vallance
What a dickhole! He covered up his face while he was in the spray tan booth giving him that ghostly white face. Seriously! Even the bleeths took the spray tan money shot.
When scrutinised in the resulting image it’s a slightly less than subtle move. Perhaps the suburban moms know this. Bleeth on left is my pick from an admittedly rudimentary field (of two). Nice boobies.
TRANNY ALERT! TRANNY ALERT! CHECK THE TRAU ON THE BLEETH ON THE RIGHT!
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This photo reminds me of the feeling I got after I pointed out to Mrs. Wallnuts that there is in fact a can of Glade Air Freshener right there by the toilet. Right there, I says.
War Whores.
Alvin and the Bleeths: Bleethwrecked
We Bought a Zoo and These Three Were In It
The Darkest Hour
The Girls With the Douche With the GSR
His face looks like 40 miles of bad road. Probably why he needs to have his shirt off to get mire tips. Dance for me monkey! Hmmm…I wonder why I always get kicked out if strip clubs.
I have to give Nick some credit. “Sure, you can take a picture!” And then under his breath, “As long as you don’t mind me subtly palpating your breasts not unlike Mr. Wipple in those long ago commercials, but in reality much more like the ritualistic Mudra hand gestures of Indian deities, unlocking the secrets of the cosmos as I frotter your tatas.”
@McCrudeshoes, you’re right about that grope. That ain’t no pussy ass hover hand going on. Nick’s gotta pair and these ladies are going to see them later.
@Nance, he is actually moving blue dress hottie’s right boob like a signal mirror… wait a sec.! I think I can decode this. “Greetings comrades. All is OK in Vegas. No need for extraction. Repeat. I stay stand firm. Voloshenko out.”
It delights me that he must wear that demeaning bow-tie.
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Frottage Industry Captains.
I wore a bow-tie a few times. With a fucking pink shirt no less. In high-school bartending when I was 17. I quit when the manager gave me a reach around while she was giving me a rim. Never was I so insulted in my life that someone would grab my cock while licking my anus in a purely heterosexual boss-employee analigus rape session.
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I never should have quit that job.
I also wore a bow tie, and Count Socckulus is correct in pointing out how demeaning it is. However, I got to wear a shirt, which this ass clown should do as well, because then nobody would notice his C-section scar.
Yup, Nick is someone’s Mom. Chazz it up, bitches.
^Best job I ever had, too.
Cash money putos.
I once had a job where I had to wear a bow tie. Also assless chaps, nipple clamps, and a quart of baby oil. I wanted to ask why a patent clerk had to wear such a ridiculous getup, but I couldn’t an account of the ballgag.
“Nick the Richard”, I see what you you did there DB1. good call and a comical movie at the time.
@ Dude
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Was the year 1905 that you had this job? If so, the laws were a little more liberal back in Bern those days so I’m not too sure what yer bitchin’ about. You’d think the photoelectric effect was enough but nooooooooo, you had to figure out Brownian motion AND General Relativity. I can barely get Beaker to make fuccen coffee in the morning. Maybe someone will name a bowel movement after me. If I’m lucky.
I dig bow ties. I had no idea you all thought they were demeaning. I find them fanciful and decadent. Oh, yeah now I see it.
@Dr. Bunsen, it was Vienna. About 1910-1912. And I’m not complaining. Dr. Hapsburg was a particularly good tipper. You wouldn’t normally expect to tip the patent clerk, but when the ‘invention’ involves 13 electrified brass spheres orbiting around a platinum electrode in the shape of a 20 inch tall Bishop of Salzburg wearing an inductively heated graphite mitre… a little monetary show of appreciation is customary.
He looks like he had a C – Section.
Girls night out with a round of Cincinnati bowties after the show!
Nick head looks like it was popped off of someone else’s body.You forgot to fake spray tan your face. This smells like girls’ night out at the cheap Chippendale’s.
@Stephanie, Cheappendales?
Dude, Simon Lebon is looking pretty good for his age. What lovely daughters! Sweet family pics.
That’s Mr Dick to you.
“We Bought a Zoo and These Three Were In It” – FTW!
I’ve never seen a pic look so unintentionally photoshopped in my life.
Yup Cheapendales.You made another new word.