Tuesday, October 07, 2008

 

Pink Popp


CeeGee writes in to remind us that the Pink Poppers are still out there:

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DB1-

You know, I was having a great weekend. I went camping, drained a few beers, sat by a fire, and even swam naked in lake.

Then I noticed this travesty in my facebook news feed. Notice the popped collar on the pink shirt. The firm-tushed roundness who so willfully thrusts herself onto the toxic vat of douche. The hint of fauxhawk on Pinko.

I would happily clean out Larry King's septic tank with a toothbrush for the chance to meet the LensCrafters sales rep who sold librarian hott her frames. Then I would chat awkwardly about breakfast cereal.

-CeeGee

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Yes, I too have cleaned out Larry King's septic tank with a toothbrush, so I can commiserate, CeeGee.

However, other than Pink Popp, the doucher isn't really douchey. But since the blonde seems to have on designer librarian glasses, and since Pink Pop itself is a 'bag violation, this pic runs. And by runs, I mean ass curve like a ski slope in Aspen.

Comments:
Oh my, blonde librarian hott is a cuddly-looking sweetie! Why are she and her friend wasting their time with Pinky Tuscrotero?
 
As a dude with glasses, I have to say I don't get the fetish. Is there such a thing as nonlibrarian glasses?

Heaving said that, licking maple syrup off of that ass would be worth the diabetic coma.
 
He's got maybe the hottest girl of the last month or so trying to give him some lovin' and her friend Alyssa has dropped to her knees and is quite literally forcing him to grab her boobs. And he looks... sad.

Is he gay? He IS wearing a pink polo. Either that or he is complete bat-shit insane. Most of us would have a grin that would make the Cheshire Cat jealous and/or return some of Blondie's affection, and/or would have already maneuvered that right hand beneath the shirt.

Whatever his excuse is, I know this: I hate him.

Left hand. Butt cheeks. NOW!!!
 
@dieter- there sure are some non-librarian glasses out there. look around. it's just that this kind (after lisa loeb started running around town wearing them and went on to be a hot piece of mtv brainiass) have been dubbed librarian glasses. ladies most certainly look hotter in them.

@wheeze- hahahaha! wow. pinky tuscadero. are we old now?
 
That one on the bottom left does internet porn, that's why she's gripping his forearm so definitively.

-Her imagination is already working at designing the floor plan for the chain gang of Fanuc robots ( http://www.fanucrobotics.com/ ) she will use to Jackhammer that group of phalanges, metacarpals, carpals, radius and ulna, -maybe a tendon or three-, down (-or up, as you like) into Donutsville.

Ah, the memories ...

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Otherwise: Librarian Hott! -Yay!
 
douche unto-
1. It's a numbers game. That late that durnk he is going with the probabilities.

2.im pretty sure gay guys don't pop their pink collars.


3-infinity. Fuck. Me.
 
Sabrina and Monique never realized that Timmy the graduate student couldn't take their C's to A's, of course he only told them after he made a deposit....into Mark. Pink collars = rainbow warrior

In the words of my departed nana "pull ova that azz is too fat whoop whoop"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIZPVGuLDus
 
Is there any chance that the collar was falsely raised by the arm wrap of the Lens-laden hottie at the very moment of the camera's snap?

Just a theory. Although, the faux-hawk does not help.
 
yes there are hott chicks in this pic... but, douche, meh, not really. Ty is 1st rate fratchoad riding the brah-trend of popped pink polo (pretty peppy party pal), but douche? nah just a tool whom I would gladly swap places with at that moment

give him a pass & let him bang her

& yes I'm envious!
 
Hmm. Since we can't see the front of her shirt, there is always a possiblity that he's looking down her shirt. Intently. Although by the look and the hand on the wall, I'ma have to say he's about to puke cheap vodka everywhere.
 
not much of a douche, but damn - i could bounce a quarter off her butt.

Might Fine.
 
and the flash makes the girl at the lower left look like she was photoshopped in. Weird.
 
I for one am grateful that he is just douchey enough to have her ass appear on this site so I can commence to jerkin' the gherkin.

True story.
 
If I were her midget friend, I’d toboggan down her freshly oiled spine, launch off the small of her back while performing a quadruple back flip into the most holy triangular space where her upper thighs meet her lower butt cheeks.

When I eventually came to my senses after smashing my face on the floor, I’d tickle her taint with my elbow and gladly accept being blown across the room by her colossal queef...

(Mezcal, my dearest firend has struck again).
 
While she slept unknowingly, I’d fill her rectal orifice with all my spittle while humping a hole in the foot of her double bed. When she kicked in her sleep and dislocated my shoulder, I’d wildly slap my useless arm against the wall, swallow, then, stumble for the nearest open window while screaming Samurai Scrote as I leapt to my death.
 
Or, I'll just slink over to the bathroom and polish off one more round of milky sauce into the porcelain throne.
 
Whats he doing, why does he look so sad, jesus you could tell me my whole family just died, if she was hanging off me I still wouldnt care!
 
arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh@crucial
last one was too muchhhhh

Hottest. Librarian. Ever. omfg

even g/f agreed!
 
I would tell kids there's no Santa Claus for the chance to touch that tush.
 
I would actually do work instead of dork around on the net all day, just for a chance to have her come down from payroll to tell me I'm fired anyway.
 
I agree, DB1, that douches where I come from pale in comparison to North Jersey douches or LA douches. However, I'm glad this pic can still inspire rage, fury, and boners all the same amongst the regulars. We 'bag hunters have to keep a vigilant eye.

-CeeGee
 
I WOULD MOST CERTAINLY AND VIGOURSLY PEE IN HER BUTT
 
Borderline douche. I don't think we have enough information, but I'm so very happy he made it to the site because I want to touch the HEINEY!!
 
To be touched by her, I would read and re-shelve 18th century sociology texts.

(Yeah, this thread probably isn't going to 2000+, but I'm bored.)
 
To be touched by her, I would let Samurai paper cut me by each individual page from the Oxford English Dictionary.
 
To be touched by her, I would lick the mold from 73 miles of microfiche.
 
To be touched by her, I'd read Anna Karenina, in the original Russian, and pretend to be moved by the heroine's plight.
 
To be touched by her, I'd help Tighty Armani research his book report on "Dolphins: Our Fishy Friends."
 
To be touched by her, I would let somebody close those big movable bookshelves on my junk, repeatedly.
 
To be touched by her, I'd smell the shoes of the homeless guy who hangs out in the magazine section all day.
 
To be touched by her, I would sexually gratify the head librarian she works for...the one who's 4'6" and 287 lbs.
 
To be touched by her, I would read every brain-dead bestseller in the business section, including "Our Iceberg Is Melting!" and "Why the Housing Market Will Never Fail" (published in 2006).
 
To be touched by her, I would volunteer to be the book reader during kid's hour, and I would read all of Dr. Seuss while some bratty 7-year-old repeatedly punched me in the taint.
 
To be touched by her, I'd run the tape recorder for the "Living Hertitage" project, recording the long, pointless stories of old people who lived during the depression. While some grumpy 87-year-old repeatedly punches me in the taint.
 
To be touched by her, I would wear a bowtie and make impassioned speeches to the city council about increasing our holdings by the Bronte sisters.
 
To be touched by her, I would report every day to the reference desk and listen to the 49-year-old virgin with bad breath excitedly explain how he found a general procedure for trisecting an angle using straightedge and compass.
 
To be touched by her, I would happily engage in a debate with the aforementioned 49-year-old virgin about how Luke Skywalker could easily defeat soldiers with modern weapons, using only his lightsaber.
 
To be touched by her, I would re-enact scenes from Harry Potter, in full costume. As Hermione. While some bratty 7-year-old repeatedly punched me in the taint.
 
To be touched by her, I'd write a full-length, scholarly dissertation the pros and cons of the Dewey Decimal system. With footnotes.
 
To be touched by her, I would erase each every crude drawing scrawled by a teenager in the books in the Human Sexuality section.
 
To be touched by her, I'd pick fights with cranky, retired librarians about why reading is dumb.
 
To be touched by her, I would read and pretend to understand the complete works of Hume.
 
To be touched by her, I would copy out the entire text of The Canterbury Tales using my toes and a crayon.
 
To be touched by her, I would read every work by every published psychoanalyst ever, until I could do nothing but wander around and babble meaninglessly about my id and superego.
 
To be touched by her, I would sharpen the handle of the "Book Due" stamp, jam it up my ass, and use it to check out every book for every patron for three weeks.
 
To be touched by her, I would read all 187 volumes of Xenu's personal manifesto, as transcribed by Bra!
 
To be touched by her, I would ghostwrite Flytheeth's autobiography, "TARMAL FAGAOTH!" in his own personal dialect.
 
To be touched by her, I would help the ebaum's world guy cross out all of the author names in all of the books and replace it with his own.
 
To be touched by her, I would Dewey my own Decimal system.
 
To be touched by her, I would eat every single Elmo book in the children's section.
 
To be touched by her, I would transcribe the life's work of
Bertram S. Puckle
directly to sanscrit.


And I defy anyone to out-obscure me on Bertram S. Pickle.
 
To be touched by her, I would read and feign interest in not only the book darksock mentions, but the entire catalog of forgottenbooks.org.
 
To be touched by her, I would teach Pink Popp how to read using only books by Ann Coulter. With all of her pictures removed.
 
My uncle Leo would say, "Wha?!?! ...What's with all the punching in the taint?"
 
My reply would be, "look at that aaaaaaaaaassssssssssssssssssssssszzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....."
 
@vin douchal

Yeah, man, I don't know. Once a theme presents itself, I feel like I have to stick with it. Observe...
 
To be touched by her, I would repeatedly punch Emily Dickinson's rotten corpse in the taint.
 
To be touched by her, I would subscribe to dresssox.com.....

(I'm still emotionally scarred from seeing that atrocity. Thanks, bcs.)
 
To be touched by her, I would click on every NSFW link bcs provides.
 
It's entirely possible that Pink Popp has experienced being punched in the taint to be touched by her.

He looks like he's still reeling...
 
holy bespectacled ass candy!!! i'd get after that thing like a ravenous wild dingo, but i'm not sure mr. pink is a douchebag of any gravitas...

-haberdouchery
 
To be touched by her, I'd I would kill all of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad with only floss and Axe Body Spray.
 
@notadouche

To be touched by her, i would beat the crap out of santa claus in front of said kids.

but seriously why does pinkie here look so sad? even if someone punched me in the taint prior, id worry about the medical treatment i would need after le goddess has left the room.
 
@ Mr. White

Inspired. Thank you.
 
to be touched by her, I'd go to the DMV without an appointment
 
To be touched by her, I would momentarily stop batin'.
 
To be touched by her, I would fellate Funk and Wagnals.
 
To be touched by her, I would speed-fuck a dry Thesaurus.
 
To be touched by her, I would take a shit in all offensive books, return them quietly to the shelf, and be eventually arrested in shame as the Unipooper.
 
To be touched by her, I would read every doctrine written by Karl Rove. I mean, Marx. Whatever.
 
Not especially douchy - just a geek. I wonder who's fortune he's set to inherit.
 
To be touched by her, I would fart the national anthem in the periodicals rack.
 
Jesus H. Christ, hasn't anybody noticed that her glasses look like Samurai Scrote's headband????

Samurai Scrote has already been touched by her!!!!!!!
 
To be touched by her, I would read and summarize all of the articles in Glamour, Redbook, Ladies' Home Journal, and Beastiality Quarterly.
 
To be touch by her, you simply have to wear a pink popped collar polo shirt you bunch of wankin' nerds!
 
@anon 9:28pm:

Nope, you failed. We're wank, yes. We're nerds, yes! But popped collars; Hells No!!

Just like your cherry. Cherish your hymen while it lasts.
 
He just drinks and weeps for the bygone Dewey Decimal system; repeat.
 
Good lord. That's a pic of me, about 4 years ago.
 
ok first off,thats a picture of me. Ceegee your a fucking douche for posting someone elses pic on the internet and having no life. Second why dont you come tell me you think im a douche so I can punch you in the face. Third, That polo wasnt popped but when two girls jump around your neck it might mess up your polo.

How many girls do you have hanging off you? Maybe thats why you go camping by yourself? lol Your a fucking loser
 
fuck you cee gee, get a picture of u with hot bitches like this, loser
 
"To be touched by her, I would wear a bowtie and make impassioned speeches to the city council about increasing our holdings by the Bronte sisters."

ahahaha GENIUS!
 
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