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Saturday, May 8, 2010
Honorary Douchebags of the Month: People Who Use the term “Jump the Shark”
Also those who use “nuke the fridge,” “I know, right?” and the most odious of recent linguistic hipsterisms, referring to red haired people as “Gingers.”
Enough, people.
Don’t make me bring back “have some.”
Saturday, May 8, 2010Honorary Douchebags of the Month: People Who Use the term "Jump the Shark"
Also those who use “nuke the fridge,” “I know, right?” and the most odious of recent linguistic hipsterisms, referring to red haired people as “Gingers.”
Enough, people.
Don’t make me bring back “have some.”
Friday, May 7, 2010Friday Thoughts and Links
Today’s Friday finds your humble narrator hopped up on pixie stick sugar, only semi alcoholized, and dreaming of pensive marshmallow skies with floating boobies uponst their softness.
Yesterday I did the Adam Carolla podcast, and it should be going live in the next few weeks, so stay tuned for that.
As to last week’s vote for the Hall of Hott, there was simply too much disagreement, and I’ve ruled that all three did not make it. No, not even Brenda. It was a surprising vote, but the ‘bag hunters have spoken. And so we move on. Sadly. But Brenda is still in the running for a 2010 Douchie Award, so fear not.
Here’s your links:
As Jay Mohr’s career fades, his doucheyness rises.
Ten year old boy pulled out of school for looking like a douche.
Simply watching YouTube sensation Zuzana workout will exhaust you in 15 minutes, 30-45 seconds, depending on how many oysters you ate.
My latest Semitic brunette librarian hott obsession, the perfection of Israeli model Gal Gadot. More Gal. Gal Hott. Gal Uberhott. She makes my loins weep for the bleakness of a godless and cruel universe and humpty pillow gnaw as temporary salve.
This site gives HCwDB a nice shout out. Much obliged, fellow hunters.
In France, eagle-eyed reader Cary snaps a pasty shop that may or may not be run by Hall of Scrote legend Cro ‘Bagnon.
And over in Germany, the douches go for walks in their underwear.
Speaking of Germany, lets take a moment to mock the Hitlerbag. Chinpubes go on the upper lip, asswipe.
Okay, after Pumpito, I owe you double pear today. And I will not disappoint.
First up: Veranda Pear. As she contemplates the economic limitations of her third world region, we contemplate butt chomp.
And finally, because you’ve earned it, the long anticipated:
Cheeks that could crush wallnuts.
Go forth. Go forth and mock. And go forth and chomp. But, most importantly, tease someone with a faux.
Friday, May 7, 2010Ask DB1: Whither Chris Cornell of Soundgarden?
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Hi DB1,
I’m a huge Soundgarden fan.
But like many Soundgarden fans, I strongly suspect that lead singer Chris Cornell is an irredeemable douchebag. He has several douchebag characteristics, such as carefully sculpted chin fung, frequent shirtlessness, fake dog tags, and spiky hair.
I’m attaching a couple pics as evidence for you to evaluate.
Wes
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While we frequently employ the patented “Rockstar Leniency Rule” to allow for some performative douchery in service of on-stage spectacle, it’s hard to excuse the early 90s grunge-clowns using this rule.
RLR is mainly to give musicians like Keith Richards or Jack White the right to wear flamboyant, if at times douchey, clothing, since part of their performance relies on spectacle.
It does not, however, excuse that hair. Cornell is a douche.
Friday, May 7, 2010They Are Seeking a Female to Have a Threesome With
Reader Anneke tags this librarian hottie/puddy douchey personal ad:
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About me: This is actually a profile for me and my girlfriend together. We are seeking a female to have a threesome with. We are amazing people and hope to find someone equally amazing :).
I’m looking for: Someone that is optimistic about life and whos personality clicks with ours
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Interestingly, after reading this profile, I’m now pessimistic about life.
Friday, May 7, 2010Friday Haiku
Theater club tryouts,
Audition for Glee Club fail.
Janets boobs sing on.
oh Catholic douche
areolae are ignored
so penance is due
— Colossus of Choads
Marcus tries to stand
But gravity field near boobs
Slowly pulls him in
— Mr. White
Swiss Alps inviting,
Dieter stays behind his Wall,
longs for a bratwurst
— Wheezer
Glandular chest puffs
Milky orbs of boob delight
30 PSI
— Vin Douchal
Ben struggles to walk
with his elephantitis
As Jen laughs at size
— Franklyn DealorNo Doucheifelt
Douchie drinks Grey Goose
Janets jublees in danger
vomit eminent
— Scrotediddilyumptious
Fleshy milkmakers.
Jan’s boobs give rise to nethers.
Gravy boat betwixt.
— Amerigo Vesdouchey
Thursday, May 6, 2010Pumpito
Vezi Cocalarus retardus pe
It’s about time we gave this legendary international ubersquat a moniker, since he’s appeared on the site before.
I dub thee… Pumpito.
WARNING: No ladies to counterbalance the eye-melting pain of pumpito. This is pure, uncut, 100% douche. View at your own risk. HCwDB takes no legal responsiblity for injuries, either self inflicted or caused, by viewing this clip.
After viewing, click here.
EDIT: dbBen suggests a dose of Librarian Hott to soothe the pain, and I’m in complete agreement.
Thursday, May 6, 2010Uncle Jimmy Cuts Loose
I almost wanna give Uncle Jimmy a nottadouche and a goinpeace.
Since the work release program, Uncle Jimmy works hard at Rite-Aid. The pay sucks. And his manager is an angry shrew named Lola who cuts his breaks short by five minutes and refuses to give him the promotion to “Jr. Manager.”
So if Uncle Jimmy wants to cut loose on a Saturday and bust his finest silk black Yankee Cap and peace sign, while rubbing up on Helene, can we really call douche? I say no. Go in Peace, Jimmy.
Mmmm… Helene. Party Girl Helene. You are dirty sexy money, humpity arm spasm delight. Your boobs could cause an Arctic seal to slap a penguin and demand more floe space.
Thursday, May 6, 2010Caption This Pic
Joey had been lecturing for years at various Ballys Fitness Centers on the dangers of the rare but disfiguring arm toxin known as “Stairmaster gangrene,” but Kelly seemed particularly moved by his plight.
Thursday, May 6, 2010Swifferhead Endorses Affliction
Affliction, a subsidiary of Christian Audigier’s Douchewear Inc., has landed the coveted Swifferhead endorsement, after six months of negotiations.
Swifferhead released the following statement:
“When I bite blonde skull, nothing comes between me and my Affliction.”
Yeah, I got nothing this morning. More to the point, trying to determine if Susan here is one of the hott/nott ladies, where it depends on the angle. Hott? Nott? Hard to tell. So instead, I’ll eat a HoHo.