Nice vest....tool.
 

Prepsterdouche if there ever was one.
 

Nice thigh boobie combo in "Exhibit B"!!
I would mug down with her, minus the clown.
 

"Hottie Archaeologist Discovers Living Homo Neanderthalis"
 

Yup...Hezadouche!
 

The facial expression which can only say "I really hate being here" when in the prescense of such obvious, mammary nirvana, can only mean one thing.

Full-blown homosexual gayness.
 

Mega-chin douche
 

He's no Colt Curtis, but he's working his way up the ladder.
 

Damn, and I always thought Don McMillan was funny on "The Bob & Tom Show."

But he apparently has a "Douche McMillan" persona he uses to land comedy groupie tail.....
 

he's got enough chin for a second face!
 

He's more tool than douche.
 

I bet he is one of those lame ass amateur MMA wannabe fighters, the face says it all. I'm willing to bet he has one dance move.... rolling the dice
 

she's purty...
 

I liked this site a lot more when it used to mock douchebags. Now everyone with a vest, tattoo, or t-shirt is considered a "douchebag." If it doesn't meet the standards set by the Oompa Prompas, Fung, Tighty Armani, etc., I'm really not interested...Now everyone who doesn't look like they're in an LL Bean catalog is on here. Where are your standards, you SHEEP?
 

looks like tucker max
 

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Damn Sheepherder, nice to bring me down on a Saturday. Anyway, you'll be pleased to find new Gator tomorrow.

And it's a clip.

- management
 

@ S H E E P H E R D E R, 10:32 a.m. -

Having "standards".....

Well, my question regarding "Saturday Mug" is this: why the poses for the camera?

Sure, this guy isn't as outwardly douchey as the HoS enshrinees you mentioned. But isn't he exhibiting the "sheepdom" antics you seem to be decrying? Why the kissy lips (for the camera)? Why the indoor shades? Why the horns (for the camera)? Aren't those reflexive actions for those suffering "The Bag Within," if not for those who are willingly overt choadwanks?

As someone who claims to have been looking over this site for awhile, you are certainly aware there are stages of douchebaggery. Yes, this guy is probably no more than a stage-1 fratbag (or perhaps stage-2), but he's still a douche. H's redeemable, sure, but these two poses are showing he's comfortable in his scrote skin.
 

He's*
 

I would totally crush that. No homo.
 

MY mug would happily reside in her canyon of cleavage for an extended afternoon
 

Douche? What douche?



Oh, OK - now I see him
 

I like the cute fuzzy caterpillars he's keeping over his eyes. Someday they'll be beautiful butterflies the ladies will love.
 

Let me translate what the ever polite DB1 meant to say to Sheepherder ( apologies to Kurt Vonnegut Jr )...

"If you don't like this website, why don't you go take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut?"







And, I'd like to make a sketch of my own design using my ejaculate all over her horse face .. .. Saturdays kinda suck around here ...
 

I'd tell him to take that flying fuck ON a rolling doughnut, just to see him spinning like a tire and his head hitting the pavement eevery turn in a Bump-de-Bump-de-Bump-de....

But he has a point. Extreme douche was far more common before on this site. If we had that all the time, they'd ALL qualify for HOS.

It's a lesson in the more subtle forms of douchebaggery to come here these days, to see the beginnings of the disease in its early stages, to train the eye (and ear and nose if applicable)to discern douche before it has spread uncontrollably.

And maybe plan interventions, if possible.
 

^ Nicely done, Whoop. Catching a tumor when it's small is the key to managing the disease. And it's the key to tearing it out and holding it up, a bloody, violent example to the rest...
 

Devolved Dave enjoys holding his oversized chin with his magic white pliers, which always gets a smile and a boob salute out of Kimmie.
 

as to the second picture: you won't find a breast and thigh meal like that in any part of town that also has a starbucks.
 

It might be useful to lead field trips to the Jersey Shore, and all of Jersey for that matter.

One could observe first hand the American Great Vowel Shift that has its obvious trace in "Joisy" instead of "Jersey." And that was preceded by the English Great Vowel Shift of 1500-1650.

One could smell the poo stench of the equally formidable Great Bowel Shift that accompanied the aural and visual symptoms of douchebaggery as it burst forth upon the Ground Zero of its epidemic roots, Guido Beach.

One could also see the East coast varieties of West coast Bleethery.

One might even be inspired to write the great naturalist book that describes douchery-Bleethery, much like the Roger Tory Peterson tomes of bird-dom. Eastern Birds, Birds West of the Rockies.

Wait a minute. DB1 has already done that. And one may buy his book. And visit this site. And watch his show.

Or one may wallow in the back-yard hammock with green iced-tea and find sweet summer's restorative rest amid the shade trees and bird songs and occasional squirrel scampers. And the fine scent of garden flowers and barbeques and the ozone smell after a recent rain.

Oh, and boobies.
 

lennon and mccartney were wrong.

all you need is boob.
 

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If every pic featured a Fung or a Gator, then this site would be boring as shit, and, I would argue, also inaccurate. Sure, some burnt circus peanut-looking dude is always going to be an obvious douche, but being a douche is more about the rotting, blackened insides rather than the burnt, greasy outsides. In other words, douche is as douche does first and foremost, and appearance is second.

This presents an obvious problem, in that we are judging douche here by pics only, at least usually. Occasionally we get video confirmation, or the alleged douche themselves writing in incoherently (I'm looking at you, Colt) to confirm the douche status, but really, I don't care what a dude who's dating a hot chick looks like as much as I care about them treating said hot chick like a dog or a piece of meat.

And for the love of God, if one more person writes in about how this site has declined because we're not "serious" enough about mocking douche, then I swear I will let Kathy McBoobs here pound me with her thunder thighs while lightly smothering me with her chest zeppelins. I'll do it. Don't make me do it.

In summation: What Vin said. Except replace "donut" with "red hot metal gasket with sharpened gear teeth."
 

@Mr White
"This site has gone downhill since blah blah blah"
There. Now when they pull you over and find Kirsty Von Thunderchest gaffer-taped to the floor in the back of your van you have an excuse. "I made a promise online, and a gentleman always keeps his word"

If I am totally honest I think the bar gets set low in some threads. But WTF I don't bitch about it, I just skip it. That's the wonder of the internet - no one is forcing you to join in/read it. I'll never be convinced that tattoos = auto-choad, for example. But having said all that with a scourge as contagious and virulent as the douche plague I'd rather one or two people get unfairly mocked than wake up with a goddamn fauxhawk due to acceptability-creep.
 

@SHEEPFUCKER

um....bewbs man...bewbs.
 

Sheepherder raises a good point, no wait-- can't be, or he'd be a pointer not a sheepherder. Anyway, his statement has merit, because it brings us bag to The Ethical Question, which is:

Does the pursuit of baghunting and bagslaying revolve entirely around the mocking of the scrote, the chiding of the choad, the disembowelment of the douche? Or, is it about the elevation of the hott, the expression of the urge to rescue her from the fate of bleethitude so that she may go on to become more than just some douchebag's adouchrement. And, furthermore, regardless of whether or not the douche is merely some crustoid in a dress shirt and vest, or some wanly tattooed mandaned vagabond who happens to have access to a boat, or some silk-shirt wearing chest shaven bling slinging goggle wearing splosion headed uberdouche, the key factor is that they, time and again, clearly have the opportunity to do something else than attempt to co-opt the hott for the photo op by debasing the suckle thigh silken boobed loveliness with the exaggerated projection of what they believe should be their male persona.

So, in conclusion, if the douchebag is going to go to the trouble to architecting the Douchephoto, we are duty bound to mock, and avail ourselves of the view which they otherwise disdain.

I have to fart now.

--VS
 

Any second now she'll lean a tad bit more forward, and we'll be rewarded with some serious nipple slippage. Or so I hope.

I'm not sure what to think of him. So I'll solve it by not thinking of him at all. See? That wasn't so hard.
 

vinnie i see your question as a matter of pure strategy. the grand strategy is to break the binder of douche-hott and let the electrondouches go where they might. while preserving the hott nucle.

as strategy your question is, are there times when we should open a double-fronted war, one vs douche, the other to reattract hott so to speak. double fronts can be all consuming, i prefer the flanking manuever to establish a beachhead at her rear guard. however the double front in theory is the strategic foci none the less.

yes in most cases, its worth the double front, its always worth the double front, in fact the double front is all you need to say to get the old soldier ready for another tour.

i only hope i wasn't too direct.
 

This Mugger here has a peculiar space between his eyebrows that appears to be a pair of micro-sized sign-of-the-douche spots.

Or perhaps a tiny baby boy on his back with legs in the air and a very white bottom.

Or just the wrinkly look of a scroteskin with vitiligo, perhaps embossed on his forehead in a teabag ceremony.

I describe. You decide.
 

Oh, and whatever it is, she's laughing and boobing.
 

This five-o-clock shadow pouty-faced pooper looks like he just had a mouthful of cilantro....
same way I look if I bite into that disgusting, slimy herb.
Therefore it makes absolutely NO sense at all that he is ignoring his only available antidote: booby-lick.
Therefore he is a total douchebag.
 

Damn...
 

Hall of Hott?
 

Damn, that girl leaves me breathless. mmmm!

the guy's sort of a mild fratbag-type, but i'm tempted to give a notta pass, even considering the second pic. I'd prolly have some goofy look on my face if i had this moundy spongecake scrumptiousness sittin' on my lap!
 

Can I get exhibit DD???
 

TUCKER MAX! knew he was a douche...
 

I've seen exhibit A and B and still,I only see the boobies.
 

Damn her rockin' tits
 

My JUGGS gun reads "100% MOTORBOAT"
 

Hall of Hot for sure.
 

Tucker Max should be in the HOS. Not this guy; the real Tucker Max.
 

Sheepherder... first of all, you are a loser. And if you aren't female and you don't like this pic, then there are only two options:

1) UR faking teh hate bcuz it makes u totally k00li0 (probably)

2) you're gay... nothing wrong with the that but you might like other websites better.

And... Boobies.
 

My one-eyed-worm and I are both tearing up due to those milky soft busoms.

I'll file those tits away for later.
 

tool? yes. douche? no.
 

DB1,

Please, please take down this photo. I haven't been outside since this was posted yesterday morning.








My wrists hurt.
 

Bottom line: Yes, Michael Rappaport's cousin Ira is indeed a douche. Any involved speculation on the degree and type of douche, given the presence of these magnificent boobies, is gayer than Bruno (it is my contention that, although very funny, Sasha Baron Cohen is probably also a douche or a dick).
 

i see that DB1 still hadn't gotten over the nottadouche passes dished out for the Pedro Hearts Twins pic.

hey, i give out even fewer bag passes than DB1, so i'm guilt free.
 

oh and...

FUCK YOU KISSY FACE.

i'd usually try to express the above sentiment more verbosely but boobies are getting in the way of my brain functions.
 

Nice sweatervest, fucktard!
 

Wait...there's a guy in this photo? All is see is glorious boobage. Glorious.
 

I would pee in their butts. After chugging a 3 liter Pepsi and an H.G. of Olde English.
 

Nice tits on the speacial ed teacher I hope she can teach the kid to read