Ramon is Nottadouche
Normally we’d tag Ramon as an autobag for the hair gel alone, not to mention the Ed Hardy scrote-shorts.
But other factors are at play.
No tatts.
No douche-face.
No obnoxious hang gestures as he rubs up on the sweet, unBleethed innocent hott, Kristen.
I’m giving Ramon a nottadouche and a go in peace. He just isn’t that douchey.
"Hairapalooza 2010" at the Decatur High Parking Lot

Zeke’s retro 80s themed after-school party was off to a pretty inauspicious start.
Only the ladies from Glee Club had bothered to show. And Zeke knew they were just there to build the college transcipt.
But then Lonnie, an art school aspirant with indeterminant sexual orientation, also showed up.
But Lonnie was only there because he’s writing the whole thing up for the school paper, “The Razor.”
So Zeke was pretty bummed.
But he decided to rock out anyway.
“Hairapalooza 2010” at the Decatur High Parking Lot

Zeke’s retro 80s themed after-school party was off to a pretty inauspicious start.
Only the ladies from Glee Club had bothered to show. And Zeke knew they were just there to build the college transcipt.
But then Lonnie, an art school aspirant with indeterminant sexual orientation, also showed up.
But Lonnie was only there because he’s writing the whole thing up for the school paper, “The Razor.”
So Zeke was pretty bummed.
But he decided to rock out anyway.
Carl Would Like to Blow Someone for a Drink
Wednesday Limerick

In Brooklyn there’s Hipsterbag Marty,
Who wears ‘beaters to a Williamsburg party,
He hits on Paola,
Who sells homemade granola,
Then tells her in his pants he did sharty.
Poppin' Bottles, Droppin' Pants

So I get that this choadtaint with the double straw mandana and douche-tags has decided to drop trou for the boozy bar wenches.
But can someone theorize what possible attractions could be drawing the crowd to the far corner over this spectacle before us?
Donkey show?
Live chicken beheading?
Or are they simply turning away in disgust?
And yes, this is last November’s “Red Tony.” I was gonna link, but all my old pics are still offline until the new server is up.
Poppin’ Bottles, Droppin’ Pants

So I get that this choadtaint with the double straw mandana and douche-tags has decided to drop trou for the boozy bar wenches.
But can someone theorize what possible attractions could be drawing the crowd to the far corner over this spectacle before us?
Donkey show?
Live chicken beheading?
Or are they simply turning away in disgust?
And yes, this is last November’s “Red Tony.” I was gonna link, but all my old pics are still offline until the new server is up.
Douche-Face of the Beholder

I’m still creeped out by that ending of that old Twilight Zone episode, when the doctors revealed their faces and we learned it was the woman who was beautiful, and the doctors who were Jersey douchebags.
That was a good twist.






