Wednesday, July 26, 2006

 

'Bag Coffee


Okay it's true, I'm trolling Jersey while I dig for the more genius HCwD noxiousness that makes us all want to pick up a rifle and climb a tower.

Here's a little dash of the Garden State to help us all start our mornings with true zen 'baguousness. Think of this pic as a form of 'bag caffeine -- wakes you up but leaves you feeling jittery and slightly ill.

This pic is standard 'bag sandwich formation with sweat stain bonus. Toast your morning ho-ho to it's rank goodness. And let us all build a holy sacrifice to Ganesh to thank Him for the sleeveless-bra combo look on dark haired hottie here. I'd chew on that fleshy upper arm until jawlock rendered me punch-drunk and sterile.

Comments:
Holy douchebolic steroids!! This bag sandwich makes me want to vomit, then kiss that hottie w. my stench breath. At least they know their place, and wear the proper uniforms: Armani Exchange t-shirts. Roidy McSweatbag's sweat is obscuring what surely must say "Armani Exchage: The Douchebag Collection '02" on his sweat rag.
 
Hmmmm. Methinks the same thought is going through both scrotes' minds -- "Our bodies are so close. If only this chick would get out of the way." Gheeeeey. And douchey. A classically horrific combination.

Art of the Douche
 
Pink Armani Shirt Bag strikes again.

Googley-eye Roid Bag is a damn missing link or something. What rank gene pool did he slither out of?
 
I've seen these guys - they pick up my garbage twice a week in Bayonne. They can sure throw the cans around.

It was nice of the little scrote's sister to go with them to the gay club.
 
If Ashley Simpson were hot, she would look like this chick. Unfortunately, this little hottie is probably no longer with us, as these two roided out guidos most likely killed her moments after this picture was taken. It's not entirely their fault though. Muscled bound douche bags in super tight t-shirts can't help but flex their chest muscles, and do that really gay looking thing where they make their pecs dance. They were able to resist long enough to get the picture snapped, but before our sexy momma was able escape, they both simultaneously started pec dancing, in turn crushing our poor, poor, cutie to death. A moment of silence please.

-Boogie
 
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