Where's Waldouche?
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Where's Young Philip Seymour Hoffman?
Somewhere in this lineup of creepy Germanic runners, I’ve carefully hidden a Young and Douchey Philip Seymour Hoffman .
Look closely.
Can you age thirty years in ten years?
Thursday, April 19, 2012Where's Poolpud?
Somewhere in this lineup of taut quarter bouncing car alarm sounding vibratorio bellyrub giggle spackle, I’ve carefully hidden a six pack of Poolpud.
Look closely. Can you smirk in three months when they’re manning the fryer at Bob’s Big Boy?
Tuesday, April 17, 2012Where's Waldouche?: Unemployed Rockerpube Edition
Somewhere in this coupling of paid-to-pose and gloriously enhanced cleavite’d Shey-Ling and Fey Alan, I’ve carefully hidden an annoying Hitler Chinned Unemployed Rockerpube.
Look closely.
Can you find boobs?
Thursday, April 12, 2012Where's "Pukofsky the Sidekick"?
Somewhere in this pic of Rich McPudd and his Paid-to-Go-To-Dinner-And-Have-His-Kids hott, Kimberly, I’ve carefully hidden Pukuofsky the Sidekick.
Look closely.
We all had one in college.
No one actually is Pukofsky the Sidekick. We all just know one.
Can you find him?
Bonus points for funding Mildly Confused Manny.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012Where's Future Prescription Muscle Relaxant Addict?
Somewhere in this lineup of paid-to-pose party chomps, I’ve carefully hidden a Future Prescription Muscle Relaxant Addict enjoying his six months of social peak thanks to credit fraud.
Look closely.
Can you find him?
Thursday, February 2, 2012Where's Mutant Troll Doll?
Somewhere in this pic of typical rural asswankery hitting on skinny giggle Tina, I’ve carefully hidden a mutant troll doll with bonus firecrotch (not pictured, thankfully).
Look closely.
Can you set his hairspray on fire?
Wednesday, February 1, 2012Where's Waldouche?: Poo Smeller Edition
Somewhere in this lineup of taut giggle suckle, I’ve carefully hidden a Waldouche who both smells, and smells like, ferret turd.
Look closely.
Can you smell him?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012Where's actor Jay Baruchel?
Somewhere in this loud mess of douchewank, choadsmell, herpster irony, and boobies that know not for whom they sin, I’ve carefully hiddenJay Baruchel.
Look closely. Can you marvel at his unlikely career?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012Gozer The Fondler
Gozer the Fondler!
He will come in one of the pre-chosen forms.
During the rectification of the Ed Hardy, the traveler came as a large and moving Choad!
Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the McKetrick supplicants, they chose a new form for him: that of a giant meatwank!
Many Herpster Librarian Hotts knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the club that day, I can tell you!
Friday, November 18, 2011Where’s Waldouche?: Boobs Edition
Somewher in this pic of a perfectly taut body hottness of perhaps questionable Jerzeyface, I’ve carefully hidden bro-time.
Look closely.
Can you find them saying “Brah!” and bitching about Mark Sanchez?
