Friday, March 6, 2009

    Friday Haiku


    Pouty Svetlana,
    Meets crimsony Hardy Bag,
    Who’s smelly like borscht.

    Little white booger
    Makes pilgrimage to pucker
    Attains douche mecca.

    — Crucial Head

    he knows the owner
    Yasir tries hard to impress
    a rotten fruit bowl

    — Dimples

    Wristwatch so big
    Tells time in Mumbai. It’s time
    To eat cyanide.

    — massengill

    new jersey gothic
    steadfast douchebag values. an
    ed hardy blowout

    — Euripidouche

    Chris Audigier –
    Please impregnate your t-shirts
    With smallpox virus.

    — boatbutter

    Why should I haiku?
    Should be looking for a job
    Economy sucks

    — Anonymous

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Moe’s Faux Finds Love


    Good for Moe.

    Even with a shiny Mark-of-the-‘Bag on his forehead and a ridiculous frosted faux, he’s still managing to hand-lock a Tri-Kappa-Beta Cutie.

    And by good for Moe, I mean bad for civilization. Even the bird on your shirt does not like the cheesy retro-60s love beads, Moe.

    Now wash out that mountain-head before Richard Dreyfus shows up to meet the aliens.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Moe's Faux Finds Love


    Good for Moe.

    Even with a shiny Mark-of-the-‘Bag on his forehead and a ridiculous frosted faux, he’s still managing to hand-lock a Tri-Kappa-Beta Cutie.

    And by good for Moe, I mean bad for civilization. Even the bird on your shirt does not like the cheesy retro-60s love beads, Moe.

    Now wash out that mountain-head before Richard Dreyfus shows up to meet the aliens.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Kal Owns Clarissa


    Yes, Kal. You own her. She is your property.

    I understand that by your tight, painful headlock around the Shoulder Suckle’s neck.

    And your menacing stare and finger gesture that says, “Miiiine!”

    Too bad her eyes say, “I’ll leave him as soon as he lets go.”

    And she will, Kal. Because you smell like Old Spice and sneakers.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Caption This Pic


    Pete’s plan to impress Vanessa with an intermingling of ancient Chinese dragons and NFL pro football franchises tattooed on his chest was off to a rousing start.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Faux Eyes

    PIC DELETED

    Not since Georges Franju’s 1960 classic surrealist horror masterpiece, Eyes Without a Face, have I been so disturbed by a creepy mug.

    Well, at least, not since Poo won the Weekly.

    Faux Eyes’s creepy gaze is almost enough to distract me from my desire to lightly drizzle sweet-n-sour sauce on Lauren’s shoulder, then graze like a sedated Emu.

    Almost. But not quite.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, March 5, 2009

    Lucy Braza Sleeps With the Fishes


    I knew I shouldn’t have left Fredo in charge of the Club Cabana.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, March 4, 2009

    Swoopy’s Scarf


    Sunken cheeks. Ridiculous Hair. Douche-face. Flipping off camera.

    None of these are why we mock Swoopy as he arm-hooks two Long Island Iced Teas in inverted ‘bag sandwich formation.

    We mock because he wears the Douche-Scarf.

    Like Ed Hardy and Orangeness, The Douche Scarf is the third troubling development in douchal hierarchy in 2009.

    And so we kick his pale ass with a pool cue.

    And buy Michelle a Gin and Tonica.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, March 4, 2009

    Swoopy's Scarf


    Sunken cheeks. Ridiculous Hair. Douche-face. Flipping off camera.

    None of these are why we mock Swoopy as he arm-hooks two Long Island Iced Teas in inverted ‘bag sandwich formation.

    We mock because he wears the Douche-Scarf.

    Like Ed Hardy and Orangeness, The Douche Scarf is the third troubling development in douchal hierarchy in 2009.

    And so we kick his pale ass with a pool cue.

    And buy Michelle a Gin and Tonica.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, March 4, 2009

    Ask DB1: Is Orange Healthy?


    Vagetarian writes in:

    —-
    DB1-

    First off, I hate douchebags. Yet as a college student (not too many douchebags where I am, that was 40% of my decision to attend), I am studying various sciences. In my nutrition class, I recently learned that reaching toxic levels of vitamin A from bright and/or leafy vegetables and fruits(beta-carotene), your skin may turn orange. To quote my professor, “it is not unhealthy, just rather embarrassing to walk around with orange skin.”

    Did you ever think that maybe our orange douches are just really healthy, and love salad?

    Or maybe the prompas live in a vegetarian colony in Belmar? I have been avoiding salad and brightly colored foods for the past week after learning that. I don’t want to be mistaken for a ‘bag.

    -Vagetarian
    —-

    You have an intriguing premise, Vag. However, statistics suggest that your theory may be more outlier than significant sample-size. For if Orangebaggery were tied to vegetable consumption, we would see a marked rise in Hippiebags on the site.

    The fact that most Orangebags tend to come from toxic wastelands like Long Island, Staten Island and the Dirty Jerz, suggests the infection is more poo-based than vitamin based.

    # posted by douchebag1
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