Friday, February 29, 2008
Primo Levi on Hat Tilt

The great Italian poet and author, Primo Levi, once wrote:
What a very few are acquiring in knowledge of the physical world will perhaps cause this period not to be judged as a pure return of barbarism.
Oh Primo, finding optimism in a world gone scrote. I wish that I could agree with you.
But then I see this. And even the curves of thigh on the hotts are not enough to validate the worth of humanity.
So I crack open a bottle of Night Train I bought from a surly old Korean Deli owner near Wilshire. And I snack on some tasty Hostess snack cakes.
And gradually the dissonant noise of global club culture, the shouting of woos, the pollution of the boobies, the garish garb and shaved chests, all slowly begin to fade and defocus into ambient background noise. Spectral wash. Meaningless abstract detritus to be tuned out and ignored. Like construction work outside your window. Or the joyless rituals of American Idol.
The chaos recedes. The skies open up. And a rain comes and washed the hair gel away.
Like Primo Levi, I find joy where I can.
Because there's always hope to be found, even in a world of hat-tilted designer White Sox caps. There's bluebirds and boobies. Sunshine and suckle worthy thighs. Classical music that transforms the spirit and uplifts the soul, and fantastic butts on 19 year old coeds.
I sip my 'Train, and stare at the setting sun, and all is right in the universe.
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Mmmm... Night Train and Hostess.
Wow, those men are wearing more sparkle than the chicks. And the douche on the left... Gah, that eyebrow is awful.
You know, they look kinda like two pairs of twins.
Wow, those men are wearing more sparkle than the chicks. And the douche on the left... Gah, that eyebrow is awful.
You know, they look kinda like two pairs of twins.
These "boys" are as interested in the Bleeths as the Bleeths are in them. That's reassuring.
But, their preening and self-absorption still makes me want to kick a puppy.
Jesus, I need a drink. Will you pass the 'Train, DB1?
But, their preening and self-absorption still makes me want to kick a puppy.
Jesus, I need a drink. Will you pass the 'Train, DB1?
holy crap.
you gather all the living american medal of honor recipients in a room, put them in front of a computer screen and show them this picture, and they'd probably declare "Jesus, that's just too damn much scrote.'
you gather all the living american medal of honor recipients in a room, put them in front of a computer screen and show them this picture, and they'd probably declare "Jesus, that's just too damn much scrote.'
Paul Stanley 'bag is wearing a necklace which eerily resembles a craft project from my daughter's stay at summer camp in 1997. Are plastic beads a hot item in the scrote fashion world? I must have missed that memo...hmm.
Skunk-head hott, with her Olympic sized fuck-me hoops, is just all sorts of bad news. And by bad news, I mean STDs.
Fem-douche on the right has more sparkle than the Studio 54 disco ball in '77...and what's with that CAPTCHA word-verification style baseball hat? "Type in these letters to crack the douche code..."???
The only semi-normal looking (grading on a curve, obviously) member of this sad little portrait is left hott, and even she's staring at the floor in disbelief and shame.
Oy.
This. Is. Too. Much.
*sings off-key*
"I...wanna douche and roll allll night..."
Skunk-head hott, with her Olympic sized fuck-me hoops, is just all sorts of bad news. And by bad news, I mean STDs.
Fem-douche on the right has more sparkle than the Studio 54 disco ball in '77...and what's with that CAPTCHA word-verification style baseball hat? "Type in these letters to crack the douche code..."???
The only semi-normal looking (grading on a curve, obviously) member of this sad little portrait is left hott, and even she's staring at the floor in disbelief and shame.
Oy.
This. Is. Too. Much.
*sings off-key*
"I...wanna douche and roll allll night..."
See, this is the kind of picture that makes me doubt Darwin. Because if the hotties in this picture believed in natural selection, they'd castrate those two and drive straight to my house. I have opposing thumbs. I do not have a prehensile tail. Nuff said.
Wow. Who said Milli Vanilli were the gayest pair of men ever? Um, did they BOTH tilt their hats directly at the camera? That is so cute I could kick them both squarely in the balls. Provided they've dropped by now.
Sigh. DB1 is right, of course. The curves on left hot make me want to drive really fast through on a forested mountain road at sunset while getting head. Such beauty in the world.
Time to sign off. And so, only one question remains...Scotch or Bourbon?
Sigh. DB1 is right, of course. The curves on left hot make me want to drive really fast through on a forested mountain road at sunset while getting head. Such beauty in the world.
Time to sign off. And so, only one question remains...Scotch or Bourbon?
Jesus H. Christ in a fucking handbag. Here we have a definite return to the core of HCWDBDC. Merely looking at the caterpillar on 10-degree-tilt's smirking face is enough to make me call my g/f and tell her to let the cats out early, put away all sharp instruments, and leave at least a half-ounce of proper nugs outside the door. By the time I get home from this shithole job, I'm gonna be so depressed n pissed I might re-define Postal. And not in a mail-delivery sense. More like, fu ck you Habib, fuck your friend Apu, and don't turn your fucking backs or I'm driving a whole convoy from the 1978 movie over your haughty face. These delectable middle-eastern dishes of Hott-Curry make me dream of ancient civilizations along the Tigris & Euphrates rivers, fig trees, and deep clear oases (sp? plural?)...I would happily carry them through shoulder-high piles of camel dung just to catch the flash of those kohl-rimmed eyes. The douches need to be carpet-bombed. NOW.
It's never too early to starting drinking in a world gone douche. These two are borderline at best because it's fairly obvious to anyone who has eyes that they'd rather be plucking each others eyebrows than mingling with these two bleeths. Ahh sweet Hennessy thou art so potent as to wash away the decay of the day, kiss me again my sweet.
"...Because there's always hope to be found, even in a world of hat-tilted designer White Sox caps. There's bluebirds and boobies. Sunshine and suckle worthy thighs. Classical music that transforms the spirit and uplifts the soul, and fantastic butts on 19 year old coeds..."
My God, DB1. That's divine inspiration and pure awesomeness. My eyes well up at the beauty of these words. I have not felt this moved since that John Denver in-the-round show in 1978.
My God, DB1. That's divine inspiration and pure awesomeness. My eyes well up at the beauty of these words. I have not felt this moved since that John Denver in-the-round show in 1978.
wow mystery inc here is one great dane short of making a porno so vile it would make larry flynt call for its censorship
You know, I've been in a good mood lately, and I've been trying to give these guys the benefit of the doubt. However, this one I cannot let go, and it is for this reason: the gentleman on the right, his hat says "SEX" right to the right of the Sox logo. I will repeat, HIS HAT SAYS SEX. Now maybe this is like one of those Disney things in the mid 90s, where people were seeing stuff where there wasn't anything, but dude, am I off on this one?
I'll say this for the whole picture, to paraphrase the great Player Hater Silky Johnson: "What can i say about this picture that hasn't already been said about Afghanistan..it looks bombed out and depleted"
I'll say this for the whole picture, to paraphrase the great Player Hater Silky Johnson: "What can i say about this picture that hasn't already been said about Afghanistan..it looks bombed out and depleted"
Aww man, my White Sox...I guess that's the price you got to pay when your team logo looks good. No one wear's a Cubs hat, not even the douche bags nor queers at Wrigley.
i think this was a prom nite photo
from the velvet jones so you wanna be a ho charter school in seecaucus new jersey
geaux tricks!!!
from the velvet jones so you wanna be a ho charter school in seecaucus new jersey
geaux tricks!!!
It is possible that this trash has been transplanted somewhere else, but...
This is absolutely the epitome of the Jersey Douche/Bleeth combo. It couldn't get any more stereotypically correct.
Does make me wonder though, a SOX cap?? I find that strangely odd. But hell, at least its not a polka-dotted Yankees cap, right?
This is absolutely the epitome of the Jersey Douche/Bleeth combo. It couldn't get any more stereotypically correct.
Does make me wonder though, a SOX cap?? I find that strangely odd. But hell, at least its not a polka-dotted Yankees cap, right?
scrote does this guy seem like he is loyal to anny team, unless you count the judy garland all stars
i don't really understand this picture. it vexes me. i mean, i see 4 human-like figures, but when i try to pull them all into focus, something inside of me disconnects. the same mechanism that controls the mind's repression of molestation or rape...it blacks out my conscious mind.
if i drink enough, and squint...in the right light...from left to right, this looks like the cast of desperate housewives.
i've drank enough.
on another note, i'd like to discuss a recent trend here that's been troubling.
comments like the following:
Wholly Ghost said...
Man, what happened to HCwDB?
There are now more douchebags in the comments section than in the pictures. Too many schmucks making comments about their inactive cocks and not enough creative comments on the pics.
Not to say that Lil' Vesta pictured isn't a scrote or anything.
But I'm just sayin'...
this site is not about the fucking comments. the site is about the material first, and not to suck on admin cock, but db1's writing adds a little brightness to my slave-wage existence. whatever stupid and irrelevant shit us commenters say, it's the pics and material that fuel this site.
but we (I can only speak for myself) spend a great time of our work days writing the haikus, the limericks, the rantings on this website.
you drop in occasionally and lurk, and complain when you read a boring thread, or when regulars get "too inside" for you.
writing a complaint that contains absolutely no creativity about a website's visitors lack of creativity is like writing a complaint to a prostitute because she didn't cuddle afterwards.
she's just gonna open the letter, see there's no money inside, and throw it into an apartment complex dumpster.
i really thought we had something.
you fucking bitch.
if i drink enough, and squint...in the right light...from left to right, this looks like the cast of desperate housewives.
i've drank enough.
on another note, i'd like to discuss a recent trend here that's been troubling.
comments like the following:
Wholly Ghost said...
Man, what happened to HCwDB?
There are now more douchebags in the comments section than in the pictures. Too many schmucks making comments about their inactive cocks and not enough creative comments on the pics.
Not to say that Lil' Vesta pictured isn't a scrote or anything.
But I'm just sayin'...
this site is not about the fucking comments. the site is about the material first, and not to suck on admin cock, but db1's writing adds a little brightness to my slave-wage existence. whatever stupid and irrelevant shit us commenters say, it's the pics and material that fuel this site.
but we (I can only speak for myself) spend a great time of our work days writing the haikus, the limericks, the rantings on this website.
you drop in occasionally and lurk, and complain when you read a boring thread, or when regulars get "too inside" for you.
writing a complaint that contains absolutely no creativity about a website's visitors lack of creativity is like writing a complaint to a prostitute because she didn't cuddle afterwards.
she's just gonna open the letter, see there's no money inside, and throw it into an apartment complex dumpster.
i really thought we had something.
you fucking bitch.
The snowy rain falls and the weather sucks ass here in Gotham yet I return home early to this trollop. As much as I despise designer fag-bag Yankee lids, these fucking sack sniffers are wearing designer SOX hats? What has gone wrong with our once beautiful world where a "man" would decide it's socially acceptable to wear painted flowery hats Liberace's grandmother would find excessive? And no one has even commented on right douche's "1958 Pud Giver" silver flaming winged crown of spooge shirt. WTF does Pud Giver even mean? Do we really need to know?
These two bleeths are more coked out than the late shift at Scores after Wall Street quarterly bonus night. Left bleeth can barely stand after 13 rails off left douche's giant schnoz- or barely stand that sweater brow douche - and right chick's eyes are so shiny, glassy that airplanes are using them for navigation beacons and she's indoors. As a bonus, Darksock's cockring makes its debut NYC appearance.
The smirk on Gay-Rod makes me want to hammer 56 home run swings into his greasy mug.
Thank God the bodega on the corner delivers booze and smokes late on Fridays and Saturday.
Does anyone know if Ripple Blanc goes good with pizza?
DB1, how can all be right with the universe when crimes against humanity as worse or even more heinous than this one are occurring in our beloved country?
Damn, I wish that delivery guy would get here already. I need another drink.
These two bleeths are more coked out than the late shift at Scores after Wall Street quarterly bonus night. Left bleeth can barely stand after 13 rails off left douche's giant schnoz- or barely stand that sweater brow douche - and right chick's eyes are so shiny, glassy that airplanes are using them for navigation beacons and she's indoors. As a bonus, Darksock's cockring makes its debut NYC appearance.
The smirk on Gay-Rod makes me want to hammer 56 home run swings into his greasy mug.
Thank God the bodega on the corner delivers booze and smokes late on Fridays and Saturday.
Does anyone know if Ripple Blanc goes good with pizza?
DB1, how can all be right with the universe when crimes against humanity as worse or even more heinous than this one are occurring in our beloved country?
Damn, I wish that delivery guy would get here already. I need another drink.
i recommend triple mushroom and pineapple pizza and kiwi lime maddog or thunderbird, because i am a gallo achiever...the great thing about either combo is at some point you will look forward to seeing it come back up...and if you can puke off a rooftop you can call it street art
This pic makes it tough to descern who's PtP. The bags look more experienced at insta-pose than the bleeths, yet the pic seems staged despite the afterbar look.
Also, what the fuck is that on Leonard Nimrod's left eye? Has this douche become so blinged out that he excretes bling when he contemplates the unfortunate series of events that have led to his present state of douche, or is that a splat of love-juice from his recent romp with his "wingman"?
This Pic makes me want to devote the rest of my life towards constructing a time machine so that I can punch Ghandi in the face when he was a toddler. Such is my rage.
-The poster formerly known as Indoucheitably
Also, what the fuck is that on Leonard Nimrod's left eye? Has this douche become so blinged out that he excretes bling when he contemplates the unfortunate series of events that have led to his present state of douche, or is that a splat of love-juice from his recent romp with his "wingman"?
This Pic makes me want to devote the rest of my life towards constructing a time machine so that I can punch Ghandi in the face when he was a toddler. Such is my rage.
-The poster formerly known as Indoucheitably
@Scroter - what shit weather we had last night, huh? At least it keeps the douches at home for fear of their hair gel staining their collars.
the skunk hott is doing something for me. she looks confident that she can swallow your load taken straight from her anus. the other hott looks like a date rape victim too be.
Adamoda14 : 7:37 PM
Face it bag, sox hats show up once a week on this site. You south side scrots are all alike - a game at sox park is like a bag convention. Yet to see a Cubs hat on this site - there's a reason for that. We ain't bags.
You ain't heavy - you're a bag.
Yrs
Ernie Banks
Face it bag, sox hats show up once a week on this site. You south side scrots are all alike - a game at sox park is like a bag convention. Yet to see a Cubs hat on this site - there's a reason for that. We ain't bags.
You ain't heavy - you're a bag.
Yrs
Ernie Banks
cubs fans aren't douchebags? not even bartman? c'mon i have wgn its literally a douchebag lollapaloosa
at wrigley field...the cubs fan douchebag is a bit of fratchoad mixed with with a soupcon of guido
in a reduction sauce of midwest bag
and i am not even a sox fan...just saying
at wrigley field...the cubs fan douchebag is a bit of fratchoad mixed with with a soupcon of guido
in a reduction sauce of midwest bag
and i am not even a sox fan...just saying
The hott on the left appears to have come to the conclusion that her life hasn't turned out the way she thought it would when she was in prep school in a small northeastern town.
"What the fuck?" she asks herself. "Who is this period stain latched onto my hip? I want to die."
Then she makes out with porn hott as they grind each other on the dance floor and everything doesn't seem so bad.
"What the fuck?" she asks herself. "Who is this period stain latched onto my hip? I want to die."
Then she makes out with porn hott as they grind each other on the dance floor and everything doesn't seem so bad.
I would take away left hott from all the pain that she is enduring here.
And introduce to a new kind. The kind I call "putting up with me".
But at least I have a job, unlike these two malformed spermatozoas.
And introduce to a new kind. The kind I call "putting up with me".
But at least I have a job, unlike these two malformed spermatozoas.
why are all these arabs trying to pass as italians...LOL like we don't see the camel face difference?
the guy on the left is so weird looking.. not the first time ive seen that douche on this site either
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