Like an explosion of black fingernails, The Tosser overwhelmed the competition and takes the Weekly with ease.

Or perhaps it was our collective homeroom angel, on the pages in between.

As massa-douchetts puts it:

The Tosser - for all things that are Boobilicious and for all things that are Scrote-tastic. For all things pink push-up and all things pink hold up (nice belt, they sell men's clothes where you got it?).

Tosser by a boob grope.

Well said, Mass Pike. danny noonan unleashes the id:

The goddam grenade tosser inspires rage. Uncontrollable rage that makes me want to show up at his doorstep with a flower arrangement, invite myself in, the cover all the walls with plastic sheeting a la Nicholas Cage in Kiss of Death and go to town.

I'm working on my rage issues, but Grenade Tosser FTW.

The boobie grope, especially one of such succulent perfection, is what takes this putz over the top. As infallible puts it:

As much as I hate Rosencrap with his goofy grin and orange skin, my vote must go to The Grenade Tosser. What a tool. Before going into his many faults, let's meditate on this blonde Kapowski hott with her ample Fujis. She maintains her cheery demeanor with stoic resolve dispite the mechanations of the Tosser.

And what a tosser, indeed. He's such a lame emosexual. Black fingernails, printed button up shirt, big Bret Michaels headband, shiny wide bracelet, a tie in a club, big earrings, a hot pink belt, and the shirt that got Homer thrown in the asylum. Not to mention his horrid hot air balloon head and he/she face.

Excellent rant, infallible. What's clear is that The Tosser's boob grab shifted our collective satire into pure visceral pissed-offedness.

A distant second was Doctor Rosenrosen and Gildenhott, who managed to whip up some support. As sir arthur conan douche puts it:

After careful consideration I think that Rosencrap is the winner this week. He is a smelly poo. His filth goes beyond the confines of the pixels on the screen and actually stinks up the real physical world around me.

Indeed he does, A.C. But friesenpoint takes it home for the Tosser, who is rapidly gaining douche-steam heading into the Monthly in two weeks.

no doubt about it: the grenade tosser. the boobies so fine, the trashy highlighted hair, the overly dimpled smile: it all adds up to a primo hot. rosencrap makes a strong argument for himself with sucking on a strawberry, but the tosser's earring and bracelet looking watch put him over the top. oh yeah, and the bandana. and the boobies.

Or as the bag queen puts it:

His flamingo-pink jelly belt just adds to mankind's shame.

Indeed it does, my queen. On to the monthly for the Tosser and his Bomb. They've earned it.