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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Arthur Kade as “Guy Who Can’t Act Guy”
Avant-garde art project and afterbirth mistake, Arthur Kade, thespian scroteur, does Gordon Gecko by way of Jerz Douche, all with with a non-working microphone.
No hotts, but one hell of an example of wannabe actor taint.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009The Urinal Cake 'Bag
Nothing charms the wholesome Iowa Corn Fed Hotts quite like wearing a urinal cake as ‘bling.
Carol’s got that Terri Garr in Young Frankenstein thing, so I’ll simply shout “Roll in the hay! Roll in the hay!” and go with it.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009The Urinal Cake ‘Bag
Nothing charms the wholesome Iowa Corn Fed Hotts quite like wearing a urinal cake as ‘bling.
Carol’s got that Terri Garr in Young Frankenstein thing, so I’ll simply shout “Roll in the hay! Roll in the hay!” and go with it.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009Jeb, The Backwoods 'Bag
In the small towns and backwoods of America, they see what’s happening across the nation. And they say to themselves, “Why not here?”
Witness Jebediah.
He doesn’t hve the means to purchase a ridiculous Ed Hardy shirt. Nor sculpt intricate facial pube formations. So what’s a ‘bagling to do when rubbing up on Clarissa, the local hott?
Why, improvise, of course.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009Jeb, The Backwoods ‘Bag
In the small towns and backwoods of America, they see what’s happening across the nation. And they say to themselves, “Why not here?”
Witness Jebediah.
He doesn’t hve the means to purchase a ridiculous Ed Hardy shirt. Nor sculpt intricate facial pube formations. So what’s a ‘bagling to do when rubbing up on Clarissa, the local hott?
Why, improvise, of course.
Monday, April 27, 2009Muttonchop Finds Love
I believe it was the great poet Robert Frost who once versed:
‘Ere though I walk through a summer’s eve,…
That smells as douchey as muttonchop’s sleeve,…
Lo! Hark, behold a hott,…
She kisses Muttonchop and becomes infected by the Grieco Virus, only to mutate into a douchebaguette, although her boobs are tasty regardless.
I’m paraphrasing, the actual Frost poem may have been slightly different.
Monday, April 27, 2009The Pole Lickers
Frost tips and ‘bling don’t make you a ballsy “Renegade,” Jamie. They just make you douchey.
And I see you, Michelle on the left. I know you want me to rub melted candy corns on your lower neck and then jump in a pool full of mint jelly.
And I will do so.
Not because I want to.
But because boobies make it a moral imperative.
Monday, April 27, 2009Trina in the Middle
What’s interesting here is that as the boatbags on the right push in, and the hotts on the left push in, we find a delightful little Pixie Hott crushed in a hott/douche vortex.
Note Pixie Hott’s hat tilt with sticker on her otherwise wholesome and squishy soft body. This is when hott and douche collide to spread Grieco Virus infection.
Pixie Hott, whom I will call Trina, has become infected by douchal plague.
She needs help.
By which I mean me, softly fondling her inner thigh with an ostrich feather and a Shamwow.
Monday, April 27, 2009Broheim Jenner says "Vote, bro!"
Douchebag Emeritus Brody Jenner knows who he’s voting for in the HCwDB of the Week.
Do you?
Monday, April 27, 2009Broheim Jenner says “Vote, bro!”
Douchebag Emeritus Brody Jenner knows who he’s voting for in the HCwDB of the Week.
Do you?
