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Saturday, September 13, 2008
No More No More Miami Mice
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The metaphysical refractions of a takedown of a takedown threaten the space/time continuum.
Anonymous Porsche Girl writes in:
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take down the post “no more miami mice” because it has my face in the picture with joey the f@#king asshole. i dont want picture on your website. thanks. if you dont take it down i will report it bc you didnt ask for my permission to have me on your website.
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Sweet Smookums, simply for dissing The Porsche, I will honor your kneecaps.
With a pic of Joey Porsche wannabe, Johnny Blaze.
Friday, September 12, 2008Friday Links
Clearing out the pixel-attic on an overcast Friday in Los Angeles and wondering if Ace of Spades here needs a beat down from the starting defensive line on the Chicago Bears, or maybe the Dallas Cowboys.
Speaking of football, a Fantasy Football playing fan of the site named his team the Yabba Dabba Douchebags and created the following genius team logo. Nicely done, sir. Fred and Wilma as HCwDB. Love it.
An article from England may explain the recent preponderance of makeup on the douchescrotes: Men Brush Up on Male Makeup
This headshave pattern is so out there, it’s actually pretty great.
Sometimes, when you can’t figure out how to work a chair, it’s best to kick another kid in the face.
The late, great comedy mastermind, Mitch Hedberg, has a posthumous CD just released. Check it out. The man was a genius.
And while you’re buying stuff on Amazon, if you haven’t already and you’re a fan of this site, order a copy of my book, Hot Chicks with Douchebags. It makes a great gift for Ramadan.
Friday, September 12, 2008No more Miami Mice
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One of the fastest takedown requests in history, someone help me decipher this cryptic text:
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Take down the picture of Miami Mice. Once again I love the haters and the extra publicity. Coming to a TV screen near all of u very soon, now take the picture down or my people shall be in contact. Thank You again and have a great day.
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Well, we “haters” will always have Joey Porsche.
Friday, September 12, 2008Groin First
He shames us all, Ashley.
He shames us all.
Friday, September 12, 2008Miami Mice
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Oh, I saw this one!!
Don Johnson and that other guy go undercover as oiled up Miami douchewanks on a quest to save little Maria Hottriguez from a lifetime of Bleethed out douchebaguette.
And then there’s a Peter Gabriel song and a slo-mo montage of boats.
Love that episode.
Friday, September 12, 2008Friday Haiku
Syrup not enough,
To mark douche. But Hotts and cups?
Enough to happy.
Bosom Buddies 2
Starring some New Jersey putz
Spike T.V. this fall.
– charles nelson douchely
way back in the day
girls wore a lot more clothing
to a house party
— johnny scrotten
Can’t Haiku right now
My college was not like this
Not having daughter.
— dunkterdouche
“Hey check it out bro,
extreme chocolate beer shakes dude!”
nobody cares chad.
— bcs
Friday, September 12, 2008Dance Fever
Yikes.
I don’t know if this guy is a douche, bats for the home team, or is just really happy to be crimson.
But I do know this. I loved him on Fraggle Rock.
Kimmy isn’t a classic hott, but she is Iowa corn fed hay rolling delight. I would gladly go to the five and dime out back near Jimmy’s hay field, before taking her to a pool party where Cybil Shepard will strip naked on the diving board and the whole thing turns out to actually be a metaphor for the decline of the American dream in small towns in the early 1970s. And is in black and white.
Thursday, September 11, 2008Jimmy's Hand
This pic is a puzzlement. A mystery.
Yes, we have standard Orange Long Island Douche mugging two very cute Fashion Institute Majors on summer break back in Montauk.
But what remains a mystery is Doucheface’s right hand. Could this be an entirely new genus of ‘bag hand gesture? The “Double Middle Finger”? A mini “Westside”? The “Not So Shocker”?
‘Bagologists working out of Jim Swarthow’s office in Provo, Utah, are pouring over research as we speak.
And yes, I would take both of the Peace Twin Hotts to the Freshman sorority kegger. And share my Red Cup of Miller Lite with them. Then I’d ask them what their major is.
Thursday, September 11, 2008Moon Pie
The History of the Great American MoonPie
Early in the 1900s, while servicing his territory of Kentucky, Tennessee and West Virginia, Mr. Mitchell was visiting a company store that catered to the coal miners. He asked them what they might enjoy as a snack. The miners said they wanted something for their lunch pails. It had to be solid and filling.
“About how big?,!” Mr. Mitchell asked. Well about that time the moon was rising, so a miner held out his big hands, framing the moon and said, “About that big!”
So, with that in mind, Mr. Mitchell headed back to the bakery with an idea. Upon his return he noticed some of the workers dipping graham cookies into marshmallow and laying them on the window sill to harden. So they added another cookie and a generous coating of chocolate and sent them back for the workers to try.
The response they got back was so enormous that the MoonPie became a regular item for the bakery.
By the late 1950’s, the MoonPie had grown in popularity, so much that the bakery did not have the resources available to produce anything else. The phrase “RC Cola and a MoonPie” became well known around the South, as many people enjoyed this delicious, bargain-priced combination.
By the early 2000s, the phrase “Moon Pie” began to refer to greased up hott butt in the presence of ridiculously mohawked Vegas douche.
Thursday, September 11, 2008Sideburn Harry II
No more cellphone pose, but another delicious hott on his arm, and even more detail in the follicle spike.
Is Sideburn Harry making a run for the Weekly?
