Lakebaggery
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Friday, March 27, 2015
Dr. Chinfungenstein Pays A House Call
Long time ‘bag hunters, hark! Pay heed.
Dr. Chinfungenstein has achieved an impressive ratio of maximum doucheface with minimal effort.
This outstanding achievement in scrote-face while lakebagging with Kelly can be appreciated as the following equation:
df*.9/e*.1=s(cr)o-te/4
Off the charts doucheosity, folks. Enough to make me break my hiatus to mock with pensive aplomb.
For rare is the punchable wankiposity so repositorially rank with so slight a visible effort. Dr. Chinfungenstein is preturnatural. Perhaps the Orson Welles of douche face.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013Your Wednesday Bros and Hotts on a Boat
“Bro!! Pass the Bud Light Lime!!” sad the cat with a wicked grin.
And the Jester said “Hoo Hoo!” and the Queen said “Haa Haa!”
And everybody got syphilis.
— Excerpt from Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Doucheyland
Tuesday, July 9, 2013The Dragon Fondler Takes a Break From Fondling to Consider A Life Unexamined
The Dragon Fondler aspires to become a philosopher.
The Dragon Fondler will not succeed in this quest.
Yeesh, between this pic and yesterday, it’s like a 2-frame animation of the creepy oil slick from Creepshow 2 eating away at my soul.
Monday, July 8, 2013The Dragon Fondler Rises
If Nessie were a douchescrote.
Or a Zygon.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012WHERE’S WALDOUCHE: LAKE PLACID EDITION
Hidden amongst these spring break lake sirens so woefully outgunned by their friend in the magenta Hustler bikini, we’ve carefully hidden a Waldouche.
Can you find him before Betty White slaps a blindfold on him and kicks him into the drink?
Tuesday, August 28, 2012Where's Sleazy Gun Tatt?
Somewhere in this pic of murky boatbaggery and aging Blu Blockers ™ I’ve carefully hidden a sleazy gun tatt.
Look closely.
Can you avoid bacterial lake water infection long enough to find it?
Thursday, August 18, 2011X-Games 2012: “Strip Rafting”
Say what you will, but it’s rather innovative in its own way.
Thursday, August 18, 2011Wankus McHannibull Shaves His Groin
Say what you will about Wankus McHannibull’s groin shave reveal, but for some rural sticks watering hole, them’s some quality hottitnes he’s pulling.
Sally, Sonja and Suzannah are a six pack of premium boobobulousness, so an 80s slow clap is well deserved.
And Sally even demonstrates the rare Mayan Eye of Coitus Through Sunglasses. Nicely done, Sally. I salivate your pooch like a premium popsicle and slap a ferret with a pitchfork.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011Where’s Waldouche?: Generic Fratflush Edition
After that last Eurotrosity, we need some real world, wholesome all American suckle thigh.
So, for your viewing pleasure, let me introduce: Ashley, Kelly, Kelsey and Jenn. Maybe not stylized model-hotts from paid-to-pose clubland. But real world spackle pooch all, with Ashley and Jenn ladying my godivas.
The waldouche?
Rare-ass Blue Cup does not approve of his antics.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011The Limeys
Julie may not be impressed by Crazy Eyes Arthur’s matching lime green shorts + headband.
But Generic Dave is.
Neither, however, have read the third line of Arthur’s stomach poetry, found below the proverbial “equator.” It reads: “Parted We Pube.”
