There's something to be said for the superhuman douchescrotes carrying ever onward despite age, receding hairlines and potential skin cancer.

Refusing to bow down to societal mock, they douche ever onward. Hat tilting and hair gelling to the last.

For all of us here at HCwDB, we need our supervillains to battle.

Without The Gator, the Donk, Fish Slap and Smoot, where would we as a society know to draw the line at garish turd-douchery in presence of the hott?

They help us to define the poo. As such, we should... well, continue to mock their sorry asses.

Here's your links:

Gramps wins! Good for gramps.

Do you hear that sucking sound in Vegas? It's a natural phenomenon that geologists call The Triforce of Douche.

Mila Kunis is the future ex-Mrs.DB1. I will woo her with dandelion wine and fried plantains until she grows bored and texts her agent demanding he cut the meeting short.

Some dude in Hollywood is on a comedy mission: Arthur Kade: The Miniseries. I'm just pleased I was one of the quotes featured. And now here's Arthur Kade: The Miniseres, Part 1. The problem is, Kade'll be flattered.

For the ladies: How to reduce cleavage wrinkles? Kush Support.

Reality thespian, intellectual scion and humanitarian social theorist Jon Gosselin is turning so douchey, the TLC network plans to blur all Ed Hardy from the show.

Orange County seems offended that I place them in my top five HCwDB areas. You may quibble with the rhetoric but can you really challenge the underlying premise? Or, in OC speak, "why y'all bein' a playah hatah?"

"I advertise my business with my muscles"

And finally, because I like to give back to the community, here's some hydroponic ass pear.

Go forth and celebrate. Another day of living.