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Friday, November 1, 2013

Friday Thoughts and Links

Chief BallsInFace says “Happy Halloween!!”

Kelly says “Tee hee, take that, Stepfather!”

Don’t ask. Long back story.

Holy crap, Los Angeles takes Halloween seriously. It’s just like the other 364 days a year. Except instead of desperate fading actor-hyphenates and screenwriter/barristas pitching projects with animated hand gestures and misspelled treatments, they do so visually via elaborate costume/performance.

And everyone (pretends to) have fun!

Yeeahh. Suck it, Halloween Los Angeles.

I don’t recall my parents going to elaborate costumic lengths when I was busting out my bet Han Solo in the early 1980s.

But that was then and this is now.

And a kids holiday has turned into a social media showpiece. I’m sure I’d be able to tie this semi-rant to my new hated enemy Chris Hardwick, but I don’t dare look at his fifteen social media outlets for fear of rage boil.

Hashtag: NerdasCareerMove.

Grumble grumble.

I blame my bad mood and lack of sleep on the two hundred candy corns I ate last night. Also on the baby, who won’t shut its pie hole. And also alpaca porn, courtesy of Douche Wayne’s trip to the circus.

Here’s yer links:

Your HCwDB buy some shit on Amazon to support the site link of the week: Now I get it

People often ask me how hot chicks can become douchebags without douchal signifiers: Here’s your answer.

Is this herpster? Or is it dancer?

And now! The new sitcom from the creative mind behind Family Guy and Ted! I give you…. Dickwads!. They’re both dickwads. But their parents are dickwads, too!! Buhahahaha!!

Future guest star on Dickwads?: Dick Armey.

Long time HCwDB douchenozzle Riff Raff makes the Rolling Stone.

In Western Australia, Aussiebags with Hummers land in jail. We have much to learn from the land of Oz.

My favorite alt band of the late 1980s? Love and horses.

I was a firm supporter of Obamacare until this ad ab campaign launched.

Breaking news: Children stank. More on this critical story.

To raise awareness for testicular cancer, Brazil created a mascot. Meet Mr. Balls. The greatest anything in the history of everything.

Okay, nuff of Mr. Balls. Here’s your pear:

Spank the Pear Gently Pear

Not enough? Ok:

Pensive Scribble Shower Pear

You’re velcome.