Sunday, September 26, 2010
Twenty One Seconds of Extremely Hot Chicks with Boatbags
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Hot Chicks With Douche Bags
PICTURES OF HOT CHICKS WITH TOTAL AND COMPLETE DOUCHEBAGS. WITH COMMENTARY.
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Hall of Mock
- Pfah
- DarkSock
- Baron Von Goolo
- Troy Tempest
- Steve L
- Wheezer
- Medusa Oblongata
- creature
- Crucial Head
- Mr. White
- Archidoucheis
- Mr. Biggs
- Vin Douchal
- Sergeant Scrote Stain
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- Captain Bringdown
- Whoop-di-douche
- Jacques Doucheteau
- massengill
- Dr. Bunsen Honeydouche
- Mr. Scrotato Head
- Deltus
- The Reverend Chad Kroeger
- mr.reeve
- Wedgie
- Et Tu Douche?
- Eliza Douchcoo
- dbBen
- soy bomb
- DoucheyWallnuts
- I R A Darth Aggie
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- Hermit
- Chris in ‘Baghdad
- Douchble Helix
- the douche is alright
- Choad the Douche Sprocket
- Stephanie
- The Dude
- Dude McCrudeshoes
- Sir David Douchenborough
- Il Douché
- Bag A
- douche equis
- Capt. James T. Douche
- Charles Nelson Douchely
- THEONETRUEDOUCHE
- Merle Baggard
- ehcuodouche
- Franklyn DealorNo Doucheifelt
- Charles Douchewin
- FredN.
- Ol' Dirty Douchebag
- In memoriam: bcs
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i have to decide if they’re total douchebags?
Have you ever felt embarrassed for someone because they’re oblivious to the fact that they’re acting like such a total tool?
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Me neither.
he made a face for a moment. she quickly shifted position. perhaps she got the vibe that he isn’t quite sure of his sexuality. anything goes is a fun attitude to exude on the dance floor until they realize it could mean you’d suck off a tranny or fuck your little brother and dad at the same time.
Thems was some hotties. Thems was some BLL drinking dickheads. Maker’s Mark and IPAs, the perfect recipe for a bad hang over.
here is the real question…what does that sounds do to your psyche?
the quasi-musical a capella lead up to an untz atz beat makes me want to get a flamethrower and burn the entire dancefloor.
i hate that mood so much. the idea that in their heads a shitty song makes them say “wow, these were the days”…and then they just “get lost in the beat”
they can get lost in the beat of my fists on their faces. there is a xmen comic somewhere in which Mojo sees two lovers making out and squashes them like bugs with his grotesque giant mitt. that image in my head soothes me.
I think the geek in the background sitting there with his MacBook is a cultural anthropologist student doing some field research on the sub-species that is boatbaggery that or he’s blogging live for “wasted youth”
I like the way the two hotts start dancing with each other to get away from those two slimy turds. Of course…they’re just working the room…but it gave me a tiny glint of hope…
Sylvio Jr. and Tony’s special nephew thought they would get more play when they borrowed the Stugots.
Bandana boy has the tongue of a chow or he’s been licking the unrinal pucks in the head again. That could explain a few things here.
Seconds later, the Fujitsu ceiling cassette A/C shorted, erupted in flames, and ignited the tinder bamboo decor.
It was then Marcus realized the choice to don his fav vinyl applique T-shirt was an erroneous one.
Fatness is on to something. If left to their own devices, the crowd may have enjoyed a little lez action between those two skanks.. But, no, Dickhead #1 and Dickhead #2 have to go all salivating over them.
Nice going.
I hope he gets drunk off of BLL and tries to fellate a fire ant mound.
Dancing with my tongue out is always my go-to move, right after the Sprinkler and the Epileptic in a Cabbage Patch. But when Boatbag does it he just looks silly.
Boatbag is surprisingly coherent for being dried faecal matter.
I like how they both pose for a picture that’s not coming for the first .08 seconds, not realizing that the the camera is in “movie” mode. Not douchey, just enjoy pointing that out. Also about to enjoy around 16 red beers whilst watching Tom Brady, America’s Quarterback®, and the New England Patriots have their way with the Bills.
Status Epilepticus and techno boats do not mix. Nor does BLL and the pursuit of hot chicks when the only dance move you have is The Short Bus Jitterbug.
Dipshits and moronic chicks. Maybe there’s something in the water. Too bad it isn’t all of these assholes in the water being eaten by sharks
Troy said , “I’d do Velma over Daphne, though; anyday”
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Velma in the red latex jump suit had my five year old riveted , I thought I was going to have to explain girly parts and bits to him after that scene
Almost agreed with the shark comment, although I’m currently representing (pro-bono) certain pro-shark lobby groups who are protesting the systematic worldwide cruelty inflicted on this magnificent creature of the sea.
Yes, he is a douchebag. Upside down visor, stupid sunglasses, etc. give a strong hint. But the clincher is the t-shirt that reads “I am a complete and utter tool”.
I also believe in truth-in-advertising; how much simpler the world would be if everyone had to show their inner self in one sentence on a shirt.
At this stage of my life, mine would just require two words: “Old Fuccer”.
Seventeen seconds of extremely Hot Chicks with Barf Bags.
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sorry
fuck me
I’m still sorry
The zero gravity barf almost made me shart, twice.
Not only VISUALLY douche-maxed out, but aurally…..
My take is that if there are any fish in the waters near this boat, they have fled the scene hours ago, sharks included.
Even sharks have their limit.
I can’t remember the last time I was able to RELAX during a Saints game.
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If Garrett Hartley had any sense he was halfway across Lake Pontchartrain before the game let out.
This video is a prime example that douchebags need to learn from:
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NOT EVERYTHING IS WORTH PUTTING ON THE INTERNET YOU FUCKING TOOLS!
Garrett Hartley choked like Plinky the first time his Mom breast-fed him. Two years ago.
Garrett Hartley choked like the Donkster after his first lights-out in the cell block.
Garrett Hartley choked like a starving Dachshund tossed into a kiddie pool full of beef jerkey.
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what?
like how the hotts give these twits the Heiseman
sorry Sock, had the big birds in that game… Imma a merc, my favorite teams are the ones I bet on… & SoCal Trojans
Douchebags in pictures are silly. Watching them on video makes them more real and, therefore, frightening.
One stupid dude that can’t dance make the girls dance elsewhere. Then the big cro-magnon jumps in,and causes everyone to move away. Just bumping into girls isn’t going to get you some.
vin discussed my preference of Velma over Daphne and left a link.
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THank you mr Douchal. That made my afternoon…very… pleasurable…
Some Sunday Night Fun:
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Japanese New Wave Pop from 30 years ago.
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Yellow Magic Orchestra, Live at Budokan.
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Listen to the first track up on that video, Solid State Survivor. Then flip over to here for some more fun:
where they do a very happy happy tune and goof around with Tighten Up by Archie Bell and the Drells… Yes, A Japanese disco band doing a cover of Archie Bell and the Drells. Unfortunately some retard hit fast forward in the middle of it. Sigh.
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Akiko Yano flips my crank. She later married then much later divorced Ryuichi Sakamoto the keyboard player who wrote most of the music. Takahashi did most of the singing but for the life of me I don’t know why. Hosono did a lot fo the programming and arranging. As usual Akiko is the one having all the fun.
@Herpes V. Where have you been all of my life? Please don’t go away.
@scrotum pole
Librarian hotts and zero-g vomit? Nice. I particularly liked the little leg jogging move she did when the vomit started to escape the bag. It actually turned me on a little.
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Is that wrong?
I say this in all seriousness, thank you, Scrotum Pole, for somewhat clarifying the content of that video. I can watch anything, and I mean anything, EXCEPT vomiting. I seriously will have trouble eating for three days after seeing/hearing/smelling puke. Had I clicked on that link, it would have been a very hard week. However, I have the image of Linda Cardellini’s tight, red shiny ass climbing into the Mystery Machine ingrained in my cortex. I’m just imagining the delightful snappy sound that would make as I gave her a playful spank, and how the smooth, tight material would go from cool to the touch as my fingers carefully traced the back seam down and—aw, never mind.
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The hat. the glasses on the hat. The shirt. The face. The spastic humpy dance. This is even a question? And if it weren’t for Oily McPeccs, we might have seen them chicks make out. Fuck! Now I gotta fill in the rest with my imagination. I hate you, Douchebags!
I pray they’re lesbians…
Don’t click on this link Medusa. As for the rest of you, best new movie of 1997 that was made last year.
^ FUCK YOU!!! 😀 Lucky for me, I’m on a really shitty wi-fi. I saw the title before the image even was able to load up. Ohhhh, you crafty little bugger. But to get the thought of whatever it might have been out of my mind….freaky brazillian ta-tas. Because that’s less appalling than vomit.
You don’t need to decide when there’s overwhelming evidence of douchery.