Friday, March 28, 2008
No Point

Proving yet again that douchebaggery can be more than the sum of its parts, Pointy McVulcan sets off brushfires off the coast of Paraguay through the sheer force of his facial asstastery.
Check it out: No bling. No popped collar. No annoying hat tilt. Only one massive douche hand gesture, and yet the 'bag factor is off the charts.
Or maybe it's Diana, the curvy girl from my Sophomore year econ-1 class who sat directly in front of me, was a business major, and smelled like guava shampoo.
Oh Diana. How I miss not talking to you during lecture.
Her cupcakes were manna from heaven. If manna were boobie manna.
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He's like a douche mash-up of Alec Baldwin and Colin Farrell. The hand-cooch is gonna get some play tonight.
Look, it takes hours of practice in front of the mirror to be able to masterfully execute a face/hand 'bag maneuver like this, so don't be so quick to scoff; this is a man who is truly dedicated to his craft. You lazy bastards could all stand to learn something from him.
@choderunner.....hey, just this morning, i made a face exactly like that while getting rid of last night's dinner.
@ pfah: I believe you sir, that's actually a pretty impressive tribute in your avatar pic. I think Guido would really be proud. Your bitch is hotter though.
She is Deborah Foreman hot from My Chauffeur. I always wanted to drill Deborah Foreman....and I'd like to drill Diana.
wow- I would love to see this guy compete for the Weekly- see if the Peaches Point is enough to carry him to victory, and by victory I mean intense mockery and pronounced degredation.
Hott just slipped a finger up his butt, which is why both have those faces. How the hell did this combination happen? I'm still trying to figure out just how that shirt manages to stay up, even with the power of her boobs.
Heh Mossimo, that's still the shit in Hawaii. The surf shops rape you on the prices of those shirts. Then again, we have no Targets in the state.
Heh Mossimo, that's still the shit in Hawaii. The surf shops rape you on the prices of those shirts. Then again, we have no Targets in the state.
It's more than the hand gesture. It's also the brow furrowing that screams out "I enjoy the feel of balls on my chin".
DB1: I think you need to make sure you are using pics taken recently. Judging by his Mossimo shirt, this guy is either from 1993 or he lives in Jersey.
FAHGEDDABOUD IT!
FFS!
FAHGEDDABOUD IT!
FFS!
I have a confession to make......
I own a shirt (ECKO Unlimited) that looks normal upon first glance, but if you pop the collar, it has the logo written out on the neck part. I never noticed it until the other day when I was screwing around. I love that shirt, but I feel funny now wearing it knowing that the collar is meant to be popped. I got on DB1 about the Benz, but I am a douche in a glass house.
I own a shirt (ECKO Unlimited) that looks normal upon first glance, but if you pop the collar, it has the logo written out on the neck part. I never noticed it until the other day when I was screwing around. I love that shirt, but I feel funny now wearing it knowing that the collar is meant to be popped. I got on DB1 about the Benz, but I am a douche in a glass house.
Uncle Douche wants YOU... to go fetch him some hair-gel.
@to douche or not to douche: wrong - NOW you got beat to all the target jokes. haha!
@to douche or not to douche: wrong - NOW you got beat to all the target jokes. haha!
She seems to be amused by the "pull my finger" joke. As does he, judging by his cocky smirk. Or perhaps he is grimacing from the smell emanating from his exposed digit.
As I sit here in my Bugle Boy Jeans and my Ocean Pacific shirt, I can help but wish this douche a painful and bloody demise.
Nyet Majica
Nyet Majica
if her rack and chin are sweaty, imagine how wet her loins are, damn, that is some juicy stuff. BE CAREFUL, SLIPPERY WHEN WET.
This is one of only three (3) times in recorded human history in which the presence of Steven Seagal would have made things more tolerable.
PLEASE Mr. Seagal, in the future: Grab finger, break finger, punch nose, squint, recite Buddhist proverb.
Repeat as necessary.
PLEASE Mr. Seagal, in the future: Grab finger, break finger, punch nose, squint, recite Buddhist proverb.
Repeat as necessary.
Wait, am I "choderunner"? No, I'm "choadrunner". Damn spellchecker is useless. Ok, I'm straightened out now, relatively speaking anyway.
He has to be up for the weekly, but only if his name is changed to Rotten Peaches.
He. Has. Infected. Hand-vag.
He. Has. Infected. Hand-vag.
pfah - loving the avatar. Bulldogs rock! Anyway, the mark of the bag is strong on this one. It has formed an indentation on his Cro Magnon forehead.
Dita Von Douche
Dita Von Douche
its all fun and games til they become self aware of their douchiosity....its like antibacteria resistant bacteria...that said i am going to see the lucite loafered ladies of the adult dance recital this weekend, so if a ptp with a fat guy throwing westside shocker combo appears on the site you know its me
This one isn't so bad actually. He's not pointing to himself and is actually poking fun at the moment. Cute, too.
" Mossimo....That shirt just screams 1995. Or "I love to shop at Target"."
dammit... beat me to it
George
http://sportstsar.com/
dammit... beat me to it
George
http://sportstsar.com/
Don't point at me you fucking douche! I will slap that smurk right off your greasy face. Get that infected gash on your finger away from my damn camera and step away from the hott.
As I look upon this picture, I try to put myself in his shoes and wonder, "Just _what_ would make me cop a pose like this?" Especially with two tasty num-nums right next to me, begging for motorboating.
Yet, the total transformation, if only mental, is incomplete: I can't bring myself to cross that line into abject douche-osity. So, I'm stuck on this side, thinking, "Damn, someone should smack you out of your own smugness."
smack smug... smock smock smock
Yet, the total transformation, if only mental, is incomplete: I can't bring myself to cross that line into abject douche-osity. So, I'm stuck on this side, thinking, "Damn, someone should smack you out of your own smugness."
smack smug... smock smock smock
@ choadrunner: The condom machine comment is truly a thing of comedy brilliance. Kudos.
Furthermore - CHrist on a tacky blue crutch!!! Who IS this fucktard?!!? I request confirmation that he is the same species as the slurp-o-delic lady by his side. Call the Men In Black! Douchebag from the planet Assclown has landed! It is to hurl.
Furthermore - CHrist on a tacky blue crutch!!! Who IS this fucktard?!!? I request confirmation that he is the same species as the slurp-o-delic lady by his side. Call the Men In Black! Douchebag from the planet Assclown has landed! It is to hurl.
This may be the finest example of Douch-tography to grace the site. The contrast of light and dark and the lack of color variants reveals that the douche is not in the red mandanna or tatts-by-the-foot, but in action & revealed character (or lack thereof). He does indeed have a true Hott with him with one of the prettiest smiles to grace these pages juxtaposed with toolish behavior that makes one cringe. That toolism is highlighted by the flash on his soft and ineffective looking hand w/ the herpes mangina that pfah identified. He bears enough Marks of the Douche to merit full on membership and yet he blends so tellingling into a meaningless and invisible world. The vacuous space behind him contraposed by the insignificant space bearing "RESERVED" behind her, as if to imply some sort of VIP status (which seemingly, he has not achieved) brilliantly balances this composition.
Its all there. Her dress in poor taste that we so easily overlook, the direct eye contact with the lens and thereby the foto viewer, she flirty, he Alph-ing. Goodness this is poetic. Move over Edward Weston.
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Its all there. Her dress in poor taste that we so easily overlook, the direct eye contact with the lens and thereby the foto viewer, she flirty, he Alph-ing. Goodness this is poetic. Move over Edward Weston.
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