Thursday, June 7, 2012

Herpster Thursday

Today will be dedicated entirely to mocking the disturbing trend of douche-wear as hybridized with the urban hipster irono-pud.

It has gone from fringe HCwDB trend to full-blown epidemic.

And by full-blown, I mean coital bathroom wrongness.

And by epidemic, I mean permanently shmear-tainting the once lovely associations I drew between Hot Chicks and librarian glasses.

So sad when fantasies die under the withering light of Brooklyn-Silverlake coastal genetic cross splicing Brundlefly mutation.

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Fingers McShmucksalot Shows You His Fingers

There are ten of them.

Pink Kelly offers Power Thighs of Thunder Taut. Do not question the power of Power Thighs of Thunder Taut. They are the perfect combination of firm and soft. Strength and tenderness.

Those who have experienced Power Thighs of Thunder Taut know for which ode I sing.

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Goose Runners and Bra Reveal

This is another pic of a standard issue club-scrape pudwack posing with a lady in a strange bra-revealing dress.

One pic is a specimen.

Two pics is a trend.

Like Herpster Glasses and Native American Headgear, is the neon-bra-reveal a new standard in Bleething of Hot Chick?

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Caption This Pic

Determined to wow their fellow students at the Learning Annex’s extension class, “Experimental Theater and You,” Sunny and Albert’s performance of “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” ended only in tears, shoe polish stains, and a scorching case of thigh rash.

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Trapped in a Skeezer Sandwich

Don’t look down, Kelly!

Those aren’t barstools poking you in the thigh!

Yeah, I got nothin’. Too early. Stupid coffee. Not strong enough. Yet so delicious.

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Herpsters Suck

This reminder brought to you by scarves and the letter “E.”

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Breaking: Marissa Miller Still Married to a Twatwaffle

 

Just as she was in January of 2011.

And May of 2009.

And February of 2008.

This coupling atrocity will always be breaking news. Until the inevitable Divorce or Bleething occurs.

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Billy Bartleby Is Way Too Excited to Be Working Part Time as a D.J. In Sheboygan

Thought bubbles:

Billy: I hope Cheyenne is digging my sweet dyed faux. Hope she doesn’t think I’m losing my hair.

Cheyenne: WTF? Who dyes their hair and turns it into a faux when they’re going bald?

Suzanne: Are porcupines where they get porcelain from? If so, I’m totally throwing out my kitchen table.

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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Australian Ladies Grade the Ab Reveal

In Australia, Ladies grade you! For douchey ab reveal.

And on an unrelated note, Aussie Hotts rank just slightly below Semitic Librarian Suckle Thigh for hottest regional pooch gnaw.

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Monday, June 4, 2012

The Good, The 'Bag, and the Douchey

Groin shave reveal.

Still out there.

Still the douche that shot Liberty Valance.

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