Tuesday, September 4, 2012
HCwDB of the Week: Jack the Lipper and Pouty Michaela
With lip fung of herpsterian proportions, plus a punchworthy douche face that Seal Team Six really needs to address, combined with the sexy skeevy hott bank account ruining pout of Pouty Michaela, we have ourselves a winner/loser.
Faux rock-star douche jackets punch the Baby Vishnu in the elephant trunk.
And lets not forget the followup atrocity, Jack, Michaela, and Tom Petty Hott.
It’s a worthy pool of pubeshake that flies poo on. And your humb narrs for Raisin Bran.
This tosser’s band draws the biggest crowds down at the Ramada Inn. Bloated his ego. He’s such a legend in his own mind.
Unfortunately, Pouty Michaela has been rendered untouchable.
This pudwank reminds me of a high school classmate who used to dress in somewhat flashy clothes and wore hipster glasses. That same douche also (allegedly) slapped his incredibly cute and sweet girlfriend just because she accepted a ride home from another guy once.
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Lipper probably has the next Monthly wrapped up, and I’m not talking about his personal cycle.
That stern look is because neck tatt kept him from getting that job in the copy center at Office Depot. Back to being an assistant barista the local hipster hang, Jack
I want to slowly poke her sideboob with a carrot.
She’s filthy sweet, like the last piece of candy that you drop on the movie theater floor, but you can’t resist picking it up and eating it anyway.
I approve of this HCwDB. It is fresh.