K Hottie Checks In
‘Bag hunter extraordinaire and sexy blond minx, K Hottie, checks in with another capture story:
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DB1 –
I am out in L.A. visiting a friend and we went to Opera on Friday night . . . during “fashion week”. We asked a random guy to take a picture of us and he said that his only condition was that his friend had to be in the pic with us. We tolerated his request . . . and then we saw his friend.
Oh my God.
Any other girl would have been mortified and neverminded his ass, but not K Hottie. Under my repulsion, I was jumping for joy at the chance to deliver another smashing photo for your viewing pleasure.
The capture story is great and includes him telling me all about his work in the fashion industry, but I don’t have time to sit down and write it out. I would like to point out the string around his head, the pleather pants, clearly the ampersand shirt, and just the overwhelming essence of douche. I can’t wait to see what name he gets!
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A name for this guy? How’s Southern Scumfort? Although in the grand scheme of the douchological arts, he’s really not that bad.
Except there’s that white belt again.
Is the white belt the new Ubiquitous Red Cup? The key signifier of douchebaggery presence in a scrote?
