The Douche Bomb
This pic is like a delayed assplosion of Douche/Hott.
At first you gravitate to the sexy back-arch on brunette, brilliantly revealed by the flimsiest of cloth. You almost don’t notice the choad asswater floating to her right.
And then you do. And it smelly like dirty diaper poopie.
But then you notice the sweet smile on Sheen Hott, and hope is restored in images of tiny cupid angels dancing on the tops of tropical rainforests, and of sucking on her toes like a famished desert Saharan Iguana after the dry season.
But then you notice the facial chin pubes on Shrunken Baby Vin Diesel Douche on the left.
And all hope is lost once again.