Thursday, April 26, 2012

    Keyser Shmoeze

    And like that… he was a douche.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, April 26, 2012

    Moobs n' Boobs

    No, you see Tommy, the way it works is we *want* to see Alyssa’s Cleavite. For she offers twin snack cakes of delightful mastication and future baby feeding agility.

    Your cleavite just smells like Old Spice and semi-employment at the Snappy Snack Shack. One in every state.

    To celebrate Alyssa’s round mound quality, my goal today is to eat twelve Twinkies.

    Why?

    Because if Twinkies are going out of business, I’mma go out of business with them.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, April 26, 2012

    Reader Mail: Someone Named Cream

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    Dear douchebag1,

    At first I wasn’t sure whether the douche was strong enough, as there was merely smug doucheface, finger point and sunglasses at night, in the presence of raven haired, olive skinned hott.

    I persisted and followed the trail, stumbling across sunglasses in dimly lit bar, neck bling, and a virtual eyetrap of finger point.

    The cherry on the cake comes in discovering that middle douche is none other than USA RAP STAR CREAM, made famous by this video cobbled together of clips from actual famous people’s videos.

    – Docile

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    Nothing says “rap star” like 263 views on Youtube.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, April 25, 2012

    "Ayyyyy" Guy Pays More Attention to the Camera Than the Garbunza Boings

    And by Garbunza Boings, I mean soft poochy pooch dreamland bouncy luftwaffles that caress the night sky with the faintest of perfume and jiggle jello promise of a better tomorrow and a more hopeful future of butt pinch slapper slapp cute puppy humpty hump. Boobs.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, April 25, 2012

    Reader Mail: Bree Olson 'Bag

    Luke writes in with a first person tag and a quality email rant:

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    Hi there DB1, hope you are well.

    Too bad this twat walked in front of me, or I would have an epic hot chick with douche bag for you; Bree Olson with some random European tourist in Times Square. He was simply your basic Euro Bag, but the shit eating grin on his face was an order of magnitude above average.

    By the way, never heard of the Boob Bus. I bet they sell stolen fake tits you can attach to Real Dolls or lifted flesh-lights out of the back in Wal*Mart parking lots to unsuspecting hicky morons in Alabama.

    All the best,

    Luke

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    Ah yes, legendary Charlie Sheen “godess” Bree Olson, she of the inspirational Friday Haiku of 2011. HCwDB in porn is industry standard. But a quality tag is always appreciated Good work, Luke.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, April 25, 2012

    Jesus Bling and Poolbags

    Kids kids kids, don’t you know that this is how pregnancy starts?

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, April 25, 2012

    White Suit Wally Brings His A-Game

    Ya know, normally pencil-thin facial pubes would be enough to mark ‘bag, but I’m feeling happy for White Suit Wally. It’s not everyone who has the courage to ask out Shy Sue from H.R. to the office party.

    Good on you, WSW.

    Have a nottadouche and a straight razor to clean up before work on Monday.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Tuesday, April 24, 2012

    Moaz Has High Hair

    Moaz says, “bindle bindle bindle bindle… FWEEEE!!”

    Do not ask Moaz what that means.

    For Moaz is now distracted by shiny coaster on bar.

    Meanwhile Stacey offers rare Double Mayan Eye of Coitus.

    Say “thank you Stacey.”

    Okay good.

    Now pass Moaz the mixed nuts bowl. Moaz is hungry.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Tuesday, April 24, 2012

    Bishop to E7

    Bishop takes dignity.

    Boobmate.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Tuesday, April 24, 2012

    Kelly Calls a Cab

    When the dudes from the Sheboygen Yacht Club get a little too much into the totally hetero affectionate bro time (no homo) ™ , Kelly’s out.

    # posted by douchebag1
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