Monday, October 25, 2010
Duperman Voted
Not actually powerful superhero non-legend, Duperman, (special skill set is breathing oxygen and asking parents for cash) took time off from showing off his leggings and neck tatt (where he draws his douchey non-powers) to bother Catherine and vote in the HCwDB of the Week.
Was that a run-on sentence?
Have you voted yet?
holy pubite?
Catherine’s left hand looks tensed up, as if it is poised to reach into his chest and pull out his heart.
Nineteen Ninety….a tumultuous year. Iraq invaded Kuwait. Margaret Thatcher resigned. Garth Brooks reigned in the music world. And the best part of Junior Mooby ran down his mama’s leg. But his sister still loves him.
That is what Drew Brees looks like today, slumpy, pale and puffy. He threw a pick up line last night and got sacked. Go Giants. Sorry DS.
Poon tan line. Poon tan line.
I think his tat actually says, “Nineteen Binet,” thereby advertising the score he got on the Stanford-Binet IQ test. According to a chart I found, a score of 20 or below means that you’re slightly dumber than a spider plant.
Slower moving than a documentary on the making of Steel Magnolias…its Duperman!
Save yourself Catherine, Dupeman got his IQ tatted to his chest in case he forgets.
19 fucking 90?!? C’mon, at least get something like 1776 or 1941 or some such important year. Not 1990. That’s like ordering baloney on Wonder bread. Douchebag.
I would like to see this tool used as a sexual pinata in San Quentin.
Nineteen Ninety is the price. Such a deal. You’ll get change from your Twenty!
Catherine is a little thin and waifish compared to how I usually like my hott, but I must admit, I do like the pubite she’s showing. He’s a generic wank with a tragically stupid tattoo.
1990, a year that will live in infamy. The year I banged Mrs. Kroeger on New Year’s Eve and had my life succked away by the she-banshee. On a lighter note she did a bang up job with Halloween decorations. Spooky noises, fog, spiders, cobwebs, and foul demon smells. And that was just her box.
This man is merely commemorating, via neck tatt, the first known recorded weight, in metric tons, of Plinky’s mom’s left jowel.
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I hereby cut this scale-technician a bit of slack; for there was is not enough room on his body to commemorate the entire weight of that fabled creature.
Able to suck in his gut and mack on his sister with aplomb!
Kroeger, that is some funny shit.
@ DB1 – Faulkner didn’t give a shit about run-on sentences.
Catherine’s TLR (tan line reveal) FTW.
Duperman’s “nineteen ninety” tattoo is most likely his address, in case he is ever found away from home with no adult supervision, wandering and confused.
I would like to nominate Catherine for the Hall Of Hott – damn she has a smoking body. She’s PERFECT. Oh yeah – and that guy looks like a complete idiot. This picture makes me laugh and cry at the same time.
The granddaughter of Mola Ram looks for another victim in order to deliver her fifth heart transplant candidtate. The ladies at the Shady Pool Retirement Village of the Damned will be pleased.
It was not a run-on sentence, but maybe it could have used some different punctuation to deal with its compound complexities.
Oh, and Catherine appears to be a very nice young lady, with a good dose of hott, standing with a stage one douchebag.
I tell ‘ya, them tatts ruin a clean-cut guy faster’n a cat scratch during a game of pounce.
This is kinda weak douche-mock territory. I’m mean, really, he looks like an out of shape frat-wad at best. No hand signs, no kissy lips, no gel top hair. Just an out of place tat, Umbro swim trunks and some hipster wayfarers. Big fucking whoop. Leave the poor guy alone. I vote notta.
Poon Tan Line Haiku:
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I’m with Soy Bomb here;
Poon tan line. O Poon tan line.
The PTL Club.
Nice GSR, Catherine. No, no, I’m not picking, I’m just noting my approval.
KALI MAAAA……KALIIIII MAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
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1990. Indeed. What a bullshit year. The only thing notable about it was the calendar flopping into the shit ten-year stretch that was the assiest in American history. Worst fashion, worst music, worst social climate, Daddy Bush’s infamous “New World Order” speech, letting us know that they weren’t hiding the fact that we were soon to be grease for The Machine. Fuck 1990.
Now I’m not complaining, and since my bikini days are long gone maybe things have changed, but don’t you normally wear the bottoms with the upper elastic at your waist instead of below your butt cheeks?
Slower than a class full of students trying to add 2 and 2 (with calculators mind you), barely able to lift his legs into his 1985 Honda Civic, he’s a tard, he’s a douche it’s Duperman!
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Hell this weenie barely qualifies as a Stage 1 at best. Throw him back and get one that is more mockable.
^Yeah, if they’re sized for an adult. But if your packing that into a bikini from Kids Gap, you have to make a few concessions on the fit.
Doc Bunsen cockkblockked me.
@ Wedgie ^
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Sorry ’bout that. Next time give a shout and I’ll step aside.
Looks like the house was tented for pest.
This picture mocks the pest control company
Guys, sorry, but that tattoo makes him an EPIC DOUCHEBAG! There’s no changing that thing, he’ll have it when he’s 80, if he lives that long, which I’m hoping he doesn’t. I’d almost be willing to give him a pass if he had just about every other douche signifier… Ed Hardy, faux hawk, bling, hand gesture, and stupid douche smirk, but that fucking tattoo trumps all of those things because it CAN’T BE REMOVED WITHOUT A LOT OF WORK!!!
@ buttersauce
the fuckin toad has a billboard tatt and a purple wrist band.
I’m not sure if those are over sized shades or if his head is pea size, but this fucc is a douche, make no mistake about it.
I’m pretty sure his tatt is “Nineteen and Tiny” signifying his age for eternity and the size of his crank. Other than the moronic tat, however, he’s a stage I at the most – just a fratpudge on vacay w mom and dad in the bahamas and found a hottie to mack. I give him a half-pass
I vote NOTA for one simple reason, 1990 was the year Arnold gave us Total Recall and Kindergarten Cop.
Caroline already looks like a milf at age 18.
don’t get me wrong, that’s hot.
Duperman looks so twerpish that i doubt if he is literate enough to vote in the weekly.
I have absconded from voting for the past several weeks because this year is a particularly perfidious voting season. One wrong vote and you’re libel to be labeled as a communist.
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I’ll wait for the yearly and place my vote for Stackhouse, like a real American patriot.
@ Steve, 7:09:
“IT’S NOT A TOOMAHHH!!!”
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But this guy might be. He looks like he’s retaining water. All that he ever drank, that is.
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I got sunglasses just like those for a dollar with my value meal at Burger King in 1986. They looked great with my Jazz Cap from Wendy’s.