Friday, March 30, 2012

The Vodkachoad

In Russia, douche ‘bag you!

# posted by douchebag1
10:12 am March, 30 Doueche of Hazzard said...

Vodkachoad and Whiskeyface.

10:12 am March, 30 The Dude said...

Hallucinating

On a cold Friday morning

Haiku disappeared

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The combover twins

Must have found where DarkSock lives

They are still douchbags!

10:14 am March, 30 DoucheyWallnuts said...

I bet the VodkaChode refers to himself in the third person.

10:19 am March, 30 Ted Brogan said...

Fact: The availability of mothballs has never recovered since the fall of the Soviet Union.

10:29 am March, 30 VodkaChode said...

The VodkaChode does not appreciate comments from the Doucheywallnuts.

10:34 am March, 30 Jacques Doucheteau said...

You know you’ve made it big time when there’s a Wikipedia entry about you in very bad English. It almost forces you you read it in your head with a broken Russian accent.

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“One of the most popular rappers of Russia is not willing to stop and has a desire to be known well-known worldwide.” FTW.

10:48 am March, 30 Vin Douchal said...

I will guarantee that this is the most untalented, worthless motherfuccer to ever appear on the face of the earth. Which , of course, will translate into huge sales world wide and a head scratching marriage to a bombshell American actress

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That said, my own personal anthem , Stay Frosty, returns (because I posted it last time on a slow day) …… you gotta get this cd, I says

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I journeyed to the North

to hear what the preacher said

“your arms are too short to box with God,

learn these words instead”

Gold tooth reflected

My advice is free

There’s a trick to Christian values and its compulsory.

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Stay frosty

thats what the preacher man said

Stay Frosty

his words still racket in my head

Can’t control your future

cant control your friends

in a world without ends…

Stay Frosty!

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I travelled to the South

The ancient Rabbi appeared to me

Voice heavy with the sands of time

he made me see

Same as Kabalah Dave but for you it’s free

God guides us on our journey

But be careful where you put your feet!

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Stay Frosty

In a world without end

Stay Frosty

Like the ancient immortals said

Don’t want em to get your goat

Don’t show em where its hid and that’s just what I did

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I looked to the East

I struggled to stay afloat

A solitary Buddhist Monk

threw me a rope

Looked me in the eye

Don’t make me say this twice

You want to be a monk, you to cook a lot of rice

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Stay Frosty

In a world without end

Stay Frosty

Work hard at this my friends

Look beyond the Kung Fu fighting

God is love

best get it in writing

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I wandered out West

to trhe California Coast

Where the folks who know about frostiness stay frostiest the most

my brand new landlord

proposed me a toast, “My West Coast host”

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Stay Frosty

Chant it like a Mantra

Stay Frosty

and there’s nothing you cant handle

far and wide far as you can handle

trust in Allah

But tie up your camel, and remember…

Stay Frosty!!

10:48 am March, 30 Friday Haiku said...

I found love in a hopeless place while stuffing sausages Son. Fuck I’m drunk. Time for a doob while the kids voyage homeward. Homeward, I says.

10:51 am March, 30 Dirty Little Cum Monkey said...

Man, the Russian version of Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon are giving me the green apple Trotskys.

10:56 am March, 30 DoucheyWallnuts said...

I would like to second Vin’s endorsement of the new Van Halen, in particular, Stay Frosty and Big River. Awesome. Makes me feel like I’m 17 again. 17, I says.

holy shit this picture is like andre agassi looking at two other possible outcomes to his life, had his parents not pushed him to play tennis obsessively, and he had been addicted to bronzer.

golden slammers

10:59 am March, 30 Dirty Little Cum Monkey said...

That’s funny listening to Van Halen makes me feel 71.

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I can’t drive…anymore

11:03 am March, 30 Stephanie said...

From the looks of it,those two look like they’ve logged a lot of miles dragging their egos around. Too bad those aren’t

bullet holes.

11:04 am March, 30 Anonymous said...

I bet this guy has spent many a romantic jail-house sunset docking with poo-face…

http://hotchickswithdouchebags.com/2012/03/innocence-and-poo-face/

11:19 am March, 30 Wheezer said...

Is ya boy, Bobby

Batz, gonna rap wit’ dis dude?

Two choads: fakin’, turds.

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Yo, where be DarkSock?

We be read’ to rhyme all up

in dis mofo! Word.

11:19 am March, 30 The Dude said...

@TedBrogan – moth balls are like pine nuts. You don’t miss them until there aren’t any around to put on your tossed salad.

11:24 am March, 30 shaka zulu said...

were did the haiku go to?

11:28 am March, 30 The Dude said...

shaka, it was here. I composed a profound, thunderous Haiku of epic deportions. Then, it disafuckin’peer’d.

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Looks like I picked the wrong week to resume my ‘experimentation’ with LSfD

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Bird – erm, Word

2:56 pm March, 30 Morbo said...

I do believe the tattoo of a diseased pigeon he has under his left nipple is trying to break free.

Fly, little bird! Fly to freedom!

5:23 pm March, 30 Nostradouchus said...

Not hot (I’d totally bang her).

5:18 am March, 31 CB Popped said...

That could be his Mom…..I’d bang that babushka too.

9:03 pm March, 31 Ivana Vukalat said...

That’s his Mom.

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