It's hard to say whether the loud, puke stained tie is technically in the douchebag oeuvre or if it falls more into the "dork" genus. Some might even theorize that the act of wearing a tie, by definition, automatically disqualifies a scrote from attaining true 'bag status. But I disagree.

A 'bag can wear a tie, as we've seen in past months. It's just a 'bag playing non 'bag dress-up. Like serving a Swanson's Fried Chicken Hungry Man frozen dinner on fine china. It may be a fancy plate but that's still mutant chicken you're biting into.

Take this sewage sausage here. Ill fitting jacket, retro-anus hat, bling earring, and of course that tie. He's Joseph, The Amazing Technicolor Douche-Scrote.

And then there's Pocahontas. Look at that cleavite. I'd write epic poems to its softness then shove my toes in a blender set to "puree" until she was mine.