Since the July 4th festivities are almost upon us, I thought I would take this time to celebrate my patriotism in my own unique way. By celebrating one of the first classic HCwD photos to appear on this site. What better way to celebrate our Independence Day than by marveling at where all that freedom has taken us. The freedom to be a steaming pile of skeeze-dung. Jefferson would be proud.

This pic of rank douchosity and angelic hotness was one of the first truly great finds on the site, back in April. Since it was pre HCwDotW, it wasn't included in our recent competition. So it gets its own celebratory revival here.

This overweight, greasy, bandana wearing scrote features all the classic 'bag elements, from his 80s Don Johnson jacket to his facial pubes, earings and ring fingers.

And this lovely hottie... megods, what can I say. It's not just that she's flashing me her garters. Well, yes, it is just that. I want to bear her children. I want her to whack me in the hiney with popsicle sticks while I tie myself up with rubber hosing and jump out of a moving car.

Seeing this turd blossom fondle her ankles makes the DB1 cry tears of acidic rain into his cheerios.