Hot Chicks With Douche Bags

Velvet Underwear

Oldbag Kenneth’s got sod.

But he’s not a sodder.

Derp Guy Wastes Everyone's Time

Brothabag Juan in the back introduces himself as a “Body Environmentalist.” When the ladies ask what that is, he explains that he doesn’t like to see boobies wasted.

This pickup line has been known to work.

Never.

Evil Yellow Sunball Is Too Old For This S@#t

Murtaugh agrees. Bloated meatwackers are just as bad as anti-Semitic Hollywood movie stars.

And no, Mel, I’m not over it.

Sugar Tits.

Awrrright, this was a lame first post to start the week.  But as your humb narrs is in Palm Springs on a writing weekend, what are ya gonna do?

Of course, my luck, Priceline sticks me at an uberscrotey Frathole party hotel.

Which, while having a certain symmetry with the fact I write Hot Chicks with Douchebags, does not a writer’s retreat make. Except for some Boobie Hottie Suckle Thighs to offer at least visual respite.

RIP: The Gator

No, legendary Hall of Scrote and former Irving Thallbag Lifetime Achievement Award Winner The Gator is not actually dead. At least as far as I know.

But he is dead to us.

For his pumped up orange disgrace has not produced douche worthy mock as it once did.

And so we mourn the loss of this preening assclown. And remember his douchey spectacle for this hilarity that it was.

Today, Manchester.

Tomorrow, Bulgaria.

At least, that’s how Utopian the world of douchebaggery was back in 2007.

Comment of the Week: Tits McGee

We haven’t done a lot of Comments of the Week around here lately, mainly due to the fact that I’m lazy as hell. And while I read all the comments and enjoy the continuing genius of the long time ‘bag hunters, I always feel kinda bad about selecting just one comment to win the week.

But hells, since Walnuts After Dark never showed up this week, this trophy goes to Tits McGee for making me feel good about HCwDB Year 7 in the “Game of Barstools” thread:

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I’m pretty sure this broad ranks her Friday night plans on a scale from Maserati to Maybach. The human cud around whom she is wrapped in this picture would probably pay his hypothetical friends to compliment him while they stare at his bare chest.

Tithe.

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