Hot Peeps with Peepbags
In a way premature honor of Easter, HCwDB reader Fidouchiary Responsibility submits the following hottie/douchey fresco, made up entirely with Peeps.
Excellent work, F.R.
The Peepdanas and Peep ‘Bling, the 10 Degree Peep Tilt on the hat on the Peepbag on the upper left, and the Boobie Hottie Suckle Peeps are all brilliantly designed.
Good work!
Jethro's Swap
Okay that last pic, Jethro, was probably too fat on the hott side, and too generic on the douche side, to really fire up the Tuesday.
Jethro’s Swap
Okay that last pic, Jethro, was probably too fat on the hott side, and too generic on the douche side, to really fire up the Tuesday.
Asswipe and the Pussycats
I told Disney that trying to update old Hanna-Barbera cartoons with a hip-hop grunge tip would never work.
Where's Crimson Ted?
Look closely.
(click on the pic for closer examination)
Somewhere in this Halloween-esque dress up pic of boobs and suckle thighs, including a Ruby Slipper Hott that would make Dorothy beat up Toto, I’ve carefully placed HCwDB of the Month winner Crimson Ted.
Can you find him?
Where’s Crimson Ted?
Look closely.
(click on the pic for closer examination)
Somewhere in this Halloween-esque dress up pic of boobs and suckle thighs, including a Ruby Slipper Hott that would make Dorothy beat up Toto, I’ve carefully placed HCwDB of the Month winner Crimson Ted.
Can you find him?
Fratbag Meditations: Aka The DB1 is in NYC
Your humble narrator finds himself in New York this week, meditating on all things suckle-thigh as well as the troubling Jerz Scarf developments of 2009 (example pictured here).
Promisingly, the boobie hotties of 2009 are on a nice trend of wholesomeness without loss of cleavite and shoulder-suckle reveal. The skankosity of ‘Baguette from a few years ago (the peak of the Lohan/Aguilera media slutt phase) seems to be giving way to more a more wholesome, if coded, “If You Seek Amy” double entendre.
And say what you will about the lack of cleverness, but at least it’s using a crude form poetic license rather than direct address. Or maybe I’m just trying to find silver lining in pop mass produced detritus.
A nice selection of hott/choad in the hopper for today, and massive props to all the ‘bag hunters who submit every day to me, The DB1. If I don’t write back to your email, I blame the two bottles of Thunderbird I downed with a homeless poet named Tom Collins while flirting with Mimi on Avenue C last night at 2am.
Spring Break and the Poo/Hott Problem
Those of us who grew up in the 1980s learned from a prepubescent age that Spring Break was a fictional sex paradise in which young Hollywood actors like Johnny Depp and Tim Robbins would get drunk, go on panty-raids, get revenge on the jocks, and score ridiculously hot ass pear.
But what about today?
The wacky hijinks? They still ensue. But, sadly, the douchwank plague has taken over.
HCwDB’s own CK is on the scene, purely as an impartial ethnographer of course, and sends us this pic, taken at yesterday’s festivities in Miami.
Here’s a second pic, courtesy of our ‘bag tagging undercover operative.
So what have we learned?
The boobie hotties are still of prime suckle thigh. But instead of wacky comedies, the whole thing smells like global Jerz horror show. Very annoying.
Purple Lips and the Douche Scarf
Rapidly becoming the go-to adouchrement of 2009, the inexplicably giant douche-scarf continues its reign of error.
On Purple Lips here, note the combined Douche Scarf and Rosarie Bead combo over the unbuttoned tablecloth shirt. Extra wanky.
Even Sexy Pouty Shoulder Suckle seems more embarrassed by the scarf than by the Doggie ‘Bag position she’s being forced to participate in.
And then there’s Kevin, chillin’ in the back. Who’s just glad midterms are over.
We’ll give you a nottadouche, Kevin. Now stop slacking and save Shoulder Suckle before the Purple Lips Virus spreads.
Lime Away
Lime Away knows who he’s voting for in the HCwDB of the Week. Slender Red Blonde also has her vote picked out.
Do you?
A Bonus Award (a hearty handshake and a glass of water) to anyone who can tell me what the lumps are under Lime Away’s gloves.
