Hottie Shenanigans

    Wednesday, January 15, 2014

    Three Little Bros

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    I really just can’t get on board with updating nursery rhymes to connect with the youth.

    Especially when they get to huffing, puffing, and blowing.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, July 11, 2013

    Will.He.Isnt Macks on the Persian Hotts

    sdfsdf

    I see you offering me Mayan Eye of Coitus, Persian Meadow Soprano.

    I raise your coital eye play, and counter with Malaysian Hairy Chest Scratch and Burmp of Guy Who Just Ate a Bowl of Cheerios.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, July 10, 2013

    Captain Pubing Sings "I'm Douching Away"

    Captain-Pubing-and-the-barely-legals

    I’m douching away,

    Set an open course for the virgin hotts,

    ‘Cause I’ve got to be free

    free of groin itch,

    that’s been bothering me,

    I’m bored, I’m the captain,

    so touch my schwang,

    We’ll search for your boobies,

    And make sure you don’t have a schwang,

    And I’ll try, oh Tebus, I’ll try

    to fonnnnndllllleeee my nipssssss… in public.

    I look to the sea,

    reflections in the waves spark my rectal itch,

    Some happy, some sad,

    I think of doing jello shots,

    And a DJ named Snitch,

    we boinked happily forever,

    so the story goes,

    But somehow we missed out,

    On smoking pot that’s old

    So we’ll try, best that we can,

    to watch me dress like an asswipe in the hoppppeeeessss… of getting some booty.

    A gathering of hottie suckle thighs,

    appeared above my nood,

    They sang to me this song of boobs,

    and this is what they Wooo’d,

    They Wooo’d, “Come douche away,

    come douche away, come douche away with me girls,

    Come douche away, come douche away, come douche away with me….

    # posted by douchebag1
    Tuesday, July 2, 2013

    Blue Man Poop

    Halt who goes there

    It’s like a 1990s alternative theatrical experience mated with a Jerzey club at 2am on a Tuesday and pooped out an existential crisis that could shake even a post-epiphany Raskolnikov.

    Yeah. I made a Dostoyevksy reference.

    That’s why The Superficial continues to mint money and I sit around on my rug chewing on refried been burritos and sipping a tasty Mr. Pibb.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, October 18, 2012

    The Yo La Tangwads Discover Pear

    I sense an odd blend of acoustic guitar, salsa rhythms, melodic rapping, and bodily fluids will emerge from this collaboration.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Wednesday, October 10, 2012

    A black guy, a guy with a giant chin, a herpster, and a tiny hot chick walk into a bar…

    The bartender says, “Hey, why the black guy, giant chin, herpster and hot chick?”

    Wait, I told that wrong.

    I was just never that good at telling jokes even though I tried. In grade school, they used to call me, “the guy who was never that good at telling jokes even though he tried.”

    Which I thought was a little too on-point to really qualify as a nickname.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Thursday, August 16, 2012

    Caption This…

    Katie keeps it in!

    # posted by Bagnonymous
    Wednesday, August 15, 2012

    Corporal Punishment and his spandex division

    Something tells me that in this case, the rod will be spared. And Sheena will not be spoiled.

    By the way, Sheena, not to take anything away from your glorious black spandex, but this is how it’s done.

    # posted by Bagnonymous
    Thursday, August 9, 2012

    Tunahead Is About to Make an Awkward Fish Joke to Ashley

    Ashley will not get it.

    # posted by douchebag1
    Friday, July 13, 2012

    Natalie's Night of Triplefail

    Fail #1.

    Fail #2.

    Fail #3.

    Three douches and you’re out. And by out, I mean emotionally fractured and vaguely alcoholic.

    # posted by douchebag1
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