Thoughts and Links
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Thursday, January 20, 2005
Monday Belated Friday Thoughts and Links
DarkSock here with a PSA…Some of the HCwDB alert readers may recently have noticed a slight upheaval as HCwDB switched servers (for example, my inability to figure out how to revert to my trademark blue text…) so the attached photo is my way of thanking you for sticking with The Fight through thick and thin. (I’m not sure, but this front page photo may actually be a rare prom photo of Plinky’s Mom.) We are a talented and diverse lot with many facets, much like NBC anchorman and noted rap artist Brian Williams. And we remain dedicated to using this vast array of talents for fighting douche/bleethe scourge wherever it rears its ugly heads.
So as a thank you for hanging in there I present you a Pearapalooza theme which is an oldy but a woodie: The genius of Queen and Freddie Mercury’s 1978 nude bicycle race. Without so much nudity, but still…here ya go:
Pink Uplift MoFo Party Plan Pear
Is That A Banana Or Am I Happy To See You
Nice Rack On The Back Bicycle Pear
There…are we now over the site glitch? Thought so.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005Friday thoughts & Links
Here you see unsung hero Yusef Mustafa. Yusef was, of course, designated to fly the 5th plane on Sept. 11 into the Statue of Liberty. So, like the other douchebag terrorists that night he went out clubbin’ with ho’s. Unlike them he decided to err on the side of boobies and pear; unlike his comrades he didn’t wake up in Hell. He walked away from that Jihad and is now a telemarketer for The Ketone Diet Plan™ by day, douchebag club-goer by night.
Hey, I never said this story had a happy ending. So now Yusef is our problem instead of the NSA’s. Let us continue The Mockk. Let us Get Their Goat. < –Totes M'Goats.
Today is the 83th Anniversary of Homer J. Simpson’s Famous Manifesto.
Speaking of Manifestos – Douchebait Manifesto.
It is also the 114th Anniversary of Stephen Hawking’s discovery of String Theory; most folks don’t know he had this epiphany at Fat Larry’s on Lady’s Night.
Bro-Bump for the Decline o’ Western Civilization.
East German girls need love too.
So, um…you need a banana for that split?
Alright you slavering wretches; that’s enough for this episode of “Dumb Whiteys Misbehaving In Club Land”. I’ll slap some gratuitous gratuity below then get back to my vacay, Son. I am OUTA HERE!!! Fetus don’t fail me now!!!
To The Fap-Cave, Robin!!!
Sunday, January 16, 2005
Friday Thoughts and Links: "Blinded by the lies, gelled up like a douche and now he's humpin' on my wife" edition
By now you’ve heard the saga of the “Kissing Congressman”, who is Louisiana state Republican Congressman Vance McAllister. This guy got caught on camera swapping saliva, shirt untucked, with married mother and silly name bearer Melissa Hixon Peacock. Both are married, with spouses and children. Okay, no biggie I guess; we’re all adults here. Shit happens; t’ain’t right but hey…
Then I saw the photo this dill-hole, sporting those be-greased Jersey locks, glistening like a dewy field of unpicked Jheri curls.
And THEN I read about how he thundered on the campaign trail about upholding the “sanctity of marriage”. O yes, uphold that shining torch for us lesser ones, ye shining beacon. Just don’t get it too close to your greasy-ass knot of a head. Look to your left; it’s the happy couple (wreckers). Is adultery douchery? Nah. Is cynical smug hypocrisy douchery? Bro, do you even vote?
Adds cuckolded Mr. Peacock of his former family friend, “While (he) ran as a religious man who cherished family values, he wasn’t actually religious. I know his beliefs. When he ran one of his commercials, he said ‘I need your prayers,’ and I asked, ‘When did you get religious?’ He said, ‘When I needed votes,'” Heath Peacock, 34, told CNN Tuesday. “He broke out the religious card and he’s about the most non-religious person I know.”
Case closed on Douche McCallister.
However, in the spirit of fair and balanced journalism, let us not leave out liberal icon and fervent gun-control advocate California State Democratic Senator Leland Yee. Who, as it turns out, also ran a lucrative gun-running biz after hours. He will soon get the chance to bid on Donkey Douche’s old cell. And cell-mate. Yee’s a virtual mullet – he’s (Democratic) Party in the front, Gun Show in the rear (room).
So we can all agree: New anti-leniency rule: sleazy politicians = Autodouche? Share your thoughts.
Like any serious and thorough scholar of the body politic I offer the supporting documentation for my thesis:
That Bikini’s takin’ Atoll on me Pear
No Thank You I’ve Had Enough Pear
Hot Tub Sexy Time Machine Pear
You gonna bust your ass in those Pear
double camel-toe backpack Pear
Okay…I gotta make it up to youse all for that last one. Cleanse your palettes with Flotation Pear.
Sons.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005Friday Thoughts n' Links
DarkSock here, for a pensive Friday Thought and Links. Son.
Pensive, because, y’know, we’re fortunate to live here, in 2005, in a prosperous country protected against greedy f*ck-society me-first sociopath bankers that would, if left to their own devices, destroy the world economy. A country free from the e’er present threats of the world’s avowed anarchists.
No…ours is a country filled with unsung and selfless heroes. Such as Plinky’s Mom, who donated the trimmings from her labiaplasty for Lindsey Lohan’s lip reconstruction. (*YOBBITA-YOBBITA-YOBBITA-PHRAPPPFTH*)
A country where we are free from dilution by illegal aliens. (*AKK! AKKK AKKKK AKKK!*)
Where red-blooded U.S. men can do what they wish with their Best Girl. Unless a sign prohibits it. But you can always try and get her to see things your way.
Butt enough…let’s now see things OUR way:
Volleyball Bonanza Featuring The Holy White Pixel.
Unintentional Digital Man Pear That Jacques Doucheteau Would Prolly Still Hit. No Homo. Son.
Bulbous Bunny Booty Boner batin’ Pear.
Beloved Bulbous BeachBall I’m Starting To Get Kinda Drunk n’ Horny and Need to Go Do Somethin’ Pear.
Tuesday, January 4, 2005Friday Thoughts n' Links
DarkSock here, drivin’ and cryin’ with the wheel in hand of this mofo, well past the iceberg, cackling as the lifeboats burn. Son.
There’s no telling what DB1 has been doing in his down-time since he decided to put ‘er down.
Lord knows he rode that rocket as long as a body could.
It’s an understatement to say that over years he has show us things…we have all seen some things that cannot be unseen.
Bleethes of all shapes and sizes; sadly if DB1 has shown us anything it is that their beauty is skin-deep and simply does not last. It’s hard to put one’s finger in it. Err, on it.
But you didn’t time-travel all the way to the Year 2005 for pensive ruminations on ruminants, did’ja? No. Didn’t think so. *sigh*
Here’s yer Gratuitous Offering o’Pear that will surely keep the faithful coming (and returning, also):
Taut Pear. (Courtesy of Alert Renober D. Wallnuts)
Beloved Hall-Of-Hot Fenny “LaPlante” Pear ***GLORY BE UNTO ALL***.
Post-Fenny Palette-Cleanse Jacques Memorial Disturbing Yet Mercifully Small Hodor Pear.
Holy Yoga Triangle renoB Pear.
One-Eyed Purple People-Eater Pear.
Stare-Out-There-Peach-Fuzz-Pear.
Sorry-for-Tourniquet-Pear-So-Here-Is-Highly-Experimental-Frontal-Fuzzy-Pear-Son Pear.
Until next time, faithful Elite – as we say in the French Quarter – “J’ai fait pipi dans un cheval une fois!”
Tuesday, January 4, 2005Friday Thoughts n' Links
DarkSock here, drivin’ and cryin’ with the wheel in hand of this mofo, well past the iceberg, cackling as the lifeboats burn. Son.
There’s no telling what DB1 has been doing in his down-time since he decided to put ‘er down.
Lord knows he rode that rocket as long as a body could.
It’s an understatement to say that over years he has show us things…we have all seen some things that cannot be unseen.
Bleethes of all shapes and sizes; sadly if DB1 has shown us anything it is that their beauty is skin-deep and simply does not last. It’s hard to put one’s finger in it. Err, on it.
But you didn’t time-travel all the way to the Year 2005 for pensive ruminations on ruminants, did’ja? No. Didn’t think so. *sigh*
Here’s yer Gratuitous Offering o’Pear that will surely keep the faithful coming (and returning, also):
Taut Pear. (Courtesy of Alert Renober D. Wallnuts)
Beloved Hall-Of-Hot Fenny “LaPlante” Pear ***GLORY BE UNTO ALL***.
Post-Fenny Palette-Cleanse Jacques Memorial Disturbing Yet Mercifully Small Hodor Pear.
Holy Yoga Triangle renoB Pear.
One-Eyed Purple People-Eater Pear.
Stare-Out-There-Peach-Fuzz-Pear.
Sorry-for-Tourniquet-Pear-So-Here-Is-Highly-Experimental-Frontal-Fuzzy-Pear-Son Pear.
Until next time, faithful Elite – as we say in the French Quarter – “J’ai fait pipi dans un cheval une fois!”
