Hot Chicks With Douche Bags

Friday Challenge: Whose Urine Sample Is It?

Can you determine who belongs to the fresh urine sample seen in the lower right corner of this mimeograph?   Discuss in the comments section, as always.

She brings the “H” in “HCwDB.com”…

I’d pee in her pool. Just sayin’.

WTF Thursday

Well.

Something’s going on here.

I have no idea what it is.

If you think you know, hold forth in the comments section. I’ll post the most rational explanation(s) on the front page once I sober up from the bender this image caused.  Assuming it’s PG-13.  So there’s a fighting chance I can’t post nothin’.

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Almost 30 comments, and this is the only PG-13 candidate I can post on the front page. I’m so proud of the regs. Wretches!

Wheezer said…

This, not cancer, killed Roger Ebert.

Douche/Nottadouche and uber-hot Tina Tatas

Plaid Pants Pete here may be on the cusp of doucheness; he may not be. But I figured I’d change the direction of the last couple of posts and turn down the douche-meter, and twist the Hott-Knob up to damn near 10.

Is P.P. Pete a douche?

Should he get a notta and go in peace?

Am I simply looking for an excuse to put a smoking hot girl on the front page?

More evidence for Tina Tata’s inevitable nomination for Hall o’ Hot can be viewed here, and here.

Son.

The 12 inch pimps make a point

Yo. 12″ pimps.

Medical FACT:

It takes more than one of them to reach that 12 inches.

Per this photograph…they’re still two pimps short.

Billy Beefstick and Tammy Torso say "hi"

And they wish to assure you that they’re made of meat.

Meat, I says.

Limerick Wednesday

All night these lines Biff rehearses:

“Me and Todd want you both to nurse us”

Both Jan and Trish giggled,

And said with a jiggle,

“With cash you must reimburse us”

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If your highest expression of humanity

is creating dance-club insanity

when the diseased and the weak

look at you and speak

try not to respond with profanity.

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Baron Von Goolo said…

A promotional model named Brie

Kept her job till she was 43.

Now the blonde and her nips

Are taking her tips.

Now she goes home alone and weeps softly into a bag of Pirate Booty, touching herself as she watches Supernatural and lamenting how she never paid enough attention to Jerry, who *technically* wasn’t her type but he was super-nice and so into her and has a thriving dental practice now.

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…I’m sorry, what was the question?

P.M. Douche and the Poolbaggery Manifesto

Ah, but yes. PunchMe Douche has enlisted the help of Squib Largeman in his bid to take over the Rehab rip-off pool at the nameless Indian Casino located off of I-10 east of Palm Springs.  As evinced in this photograph, mayhaps P.M. Douche is interested in the wrong sort of cans.

Meanwhile, in continuing tasteful black & white pear land…here’s another attempt to introduce another thinly-veiled beloved pear reference into a post by DarkSock.

Three Word Tuesday

Okay, let’s have some fun, kids! A twist on the ol’ one-word Tuesday:

Three Word Tuesday!  

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UPDATE:  Our three winners from the comments back page, as determined by the HCwDB Quality Assurance Task Force:

UFO Destroyers said…

Al Roker leakage

Capt. James T. Douche said…

Thick skull perhaps?

hermit said…

I’m now arachnophobic

DoucheyWallnuts said…

Marvel Files Lawsuit

DoucheLoaf and the Rhetorical Question

DoucheLoaf, pictured here with Flattered Fenny, asks the unfortunate photographer the timeless question “Yo, Brah…What you lookin’ at?” before breaking his camera and the face behind it.

What was he lookin’ at? I leave it to the regulars to answer that question in the comments section.

Meanwhile, on a different curve, here’s tangential pear as an eloquent palette cleanse.

Meet the New Hot Chicks with Douchebags Quality Assurance Team!

Meet the new Quality Control Board of HCwDB: Manny “Bride of FrankenDouche” Horowitz, Vinny “The Watch” Fazuli and Corine “Anime Eyes” Falco. They are here to ensure that during my week at the helm here that ol’ DarkSock does not once again besmirch the front page with non-PG 13 terms such as “taint squelch”, “Monkey Hole” and “Pootie Tang”.

More importantly, they are here to ensure that I stay ON MESSAGE, with none of my trademark forays into gratuitous distraction such as Mass Quantity Pear, Flotation Device Pear, and OH MY GOD WOULD YOU FRIGGIN’ LOOK AT THAT Pear.

Yep. Just the straight and narrow this time.

Be strong with me, folks. Maybe we should make little rubber wristbands or something.