Wednesday, September 25, 2013
8Bit Tux Guy
Remember the Nintendo classic Superdouchio?
It’s like irony meets herpsterism meets 80s nostalgia and still manages to cuddle up a pic with Chiquita Maria at the Gold Nugget at 2am on a Tuesday.
Straight up Notta. No facial fung, no douchehair, no douchecoloring, no bling (I assume that’s just an extra-wide Live Strong bracelet, though if it’s bling, it’s the only signifier.) No hipster tats, no hipster glasses, just a goofy “I’m an engineer and seriously think this t-shirt is appropriate for wearing outdoors” grin.
She has the most unattractive breasts. That’s all I got.
A typical keyboard jockey who spends more than his fair share of time on pick up artist forums vernturing out in the field tonight. The dilemma now is whether to use negging or display higher value as Chiquita Maria looks for the eject button.
one lucky jewboy
Carlos Dangler asks Maria if she’ll be his campaign manager right before he sends her a sext of his junk.
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Dangler is not a mis-spelling
Agreed. Notta. Just look how happy he is!
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And look how happy she’s not. Poor guy looks like he has a terminal case of acute friendzoneitis.
Definite notta! Compare him to half pipe from earlier this week. Sheesh!