Busty little minx ain't she? This guy probably is in Vegas or Atlantic City for some kind of scrote convention. He'll have a brusied scrote if his old lady sees this pic.

Bagbalm
 

How tightly is that douche gripping the poor girls arm? Poor poor hottie.
 

Hey, isn't that Gene Simmons of Kiss?
 

he's holding her so she can't run away. and that picture is from houston, where the douchebags roam free...
 

that dude looks like the "rent" bag down below
 

Yuppie schmoe by day, scrote teabag drinker by night. This gonad surely didn't have time to grab his club sunglasses, extra tight Armani Exchange t-shirt & shipping container sized hair gel after work, went straight to the strizzo club.
 

The last thing we need is more pink I-Zods in circulation.
 

A new breed heretofore undocumented douchebag : Corporate Douche. This guy thinks he's the life of the office but is just an ass.

Are you reading this Glen? Nobody thinks you're funny. Everyone rolls their eyes whenever you leave the room. Have you ever noticed how no one invites you out for drinks after work? That's because everyone hates you and doesn't think you're cool, Glen. Even the boss. And he's 52.

Sorry to use this site as a forum for personal issues, but if anyone here knew what a douchebag Glen is, you'd understand.
 

heh, D.D. with another fantastic comment.

Blogger is being a total bitch and won't let me upload this morning, so the site may lag for a bit. Blogger is pure uber-douche, and makes the DB1 very angry.
 

Uh-oh, it looks like this American Psycho left his cushy job on Wall Street and ventured out to the Bright Lights, Big City on a mission for a hot chick. Any hot chick would do, as long as she wasn't Less Than Zero. She could be a 1, or a 2, that was fine. He wandered into his favorite bar, St. Elmo's Fire, found a hottie that he liked and started boring her with his opening line, "Hi, let me tell you the Secret Of My Success." She blew him off, but he know Against All Odds, he would have her. Our yuppie friend was feeling very confident, as he had All The Right Moves, and he was known to his circle of friends as an American Gigolo. He approached the hottie and again made a move, and again she blew him off, telling him he would be Better Off Dead. Now our yuppie pal is getting a little pissed off. "I'm Big Business, and damn it, I play For Keeps." he thought to himself. As it was getting late, he knew he had just one last shot, and so he made a Midnight Run at her. It was going to be One Crazy Summer, with no Ordinary People allowed, and she just had to be a part of it. So, he went with a more subtle approach this time, and invited her out to Mystic Pizza right around the corner. Annoyed with this douche bag Predator, and being hungry, she figured she would Say Anything to get this guy off her back. So, she agreed to get a quick bite, to which he got all excited and demanded a quick photo, resulting in what we see here. It is Some Kind Of Wonderful.

-Boogie
 

This plague of douchosity is getting out of hand. Now the guy in the next cubicle could turn into a huge douche in the presence of a hot chick (i.e. stripper). We need the CDC to look into this plague before it takes the lives of more men.
 

hot chick? its a man in drag.
 

wow...loving the modified dung beetle/stalker scare me out of my fucking mind death grip. note that corporate douche doesn't put his arm around HC's (tranny's? does it really matter? not with cans like those :p) shoulders but instead goes for the 'through the arm' vice-lock. the only way she gets out of that is to dislocate her right mammary...genius.

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