I'm too horrified to respond intelligently. Look at him, as if he's telling us "Look what I've done to this hottie, and I'm coming to your town!"
 

Well, now I've seen it all. And by seen it all, I mean no longer want to see anything and am searing out my own eye balls with rusty nails heated over a napalm flame.

There must be some logical explanation for this. Is he practicing for prison? Have these two just not figured out how the parts fit together yet? Is she about to hop up for a piggy back ride? Maybe this is some strange new yoga position.

Either way, the inverse doggy bag is far, FAR worse than the original. Please, no more of this DB1.
 

This is taking "chicks with dicks" far too literally...

The "come hither" look on Gaylord's face is begging for a run-in with a cheese grater.
 

To quote Brando: "the horror...."
 

Since the image is now burned into my mind and I still see it while vomitting, I thought I should point something out. HC here is so lacking in frontal cleavage, she may not be a she. She may very well be a man and this is a 'dont ask, dont tell' moment.

And I will thank the stars, the academy and my parents if thats the case. Anything than what it looks like.
 

The overtly dominant-inferior relationship demonstrated by the "doggy 'bag" is a clear indication of one of the philosophical pillars of being a douchebag.

It is indicative of mastering the literal and philosophical grasp of hot chicks (or mocking that proposition as in this picture).

While the handbag, chinbag, lipbag, etc. are all designed to market the douchebaggedness of said individual, like a peacock spreading feathers, this specific gesuture - the doggy 'bag - like me crapping on my lawn at 3am after fifteen sake bombs, indicate territorial markings.

Therefore the Bleeth's in these pictures are the human equivalent of bedazzled hats, mandanas, or armband tatooes.

Which leads us only to this conclusion: douchebags are like used condoms that remain empty, in that they never fulfilled their intended purpose. With no actual grasp on the existentialist nature of human interaction, they resort to these unfortunate displays to make you think they are one thing (e.g. "cool" or "with it"), but in a very odd, ironic twist of events, they actually prove another.

So while the young lad in this picture may want you to believe that he's cool and funny by mocking this theory in a picture, he actually proves the theory and we end up believing that he is, indeed taking it up the ass.

It's at this point that a) I must return to work but b) we must posit the most obvious question: at what point do these bleethed out hotties so blur the line between bleeth and feminine douchebaggedness, they create a new class of DB? By morphing into that very entity which they are obviously complicit in perpetrating, which is the douchebag, can a woman become a douchebag in some kind of Zen transcendant state of spiritual metamorphosis displayed in the real?

This has bothered me for some time and at a future, appropriate point I will expound on my theory.

- Ryan Seadouche
 

I bet you $10 he lets her apply make up on him.

And I'll bet $100 that she doesn't let him anywhere near her holiest of holies.
 

@Ryan Seadouche I read that until I understood it. At that precise moment in time, my brain escaped my cranial cavity and attached itself to my office wall.
 

ain't no party like a strap-on party.
 

Nono...nonono....No.
 

Ryan Seadouche's treatise amplifies some profound concepts. One, the conscious mockery of performative douchebaggery (yes, there is such a word as performative) is a statement along the lines of: 'I am a douchebag believing you wish you were me'. However, in fact , what happens more often is that the visual douche artifact, the scrotifact, sends the message "I am a douchebag believing you wish you were me wishing I was really doing what I appear to be doing but am unable to because I am a douchebag".

The aspect of territorial demarcation is another well taken point: the core of the territorial aspect is control. The douchebag seeks to demonstrate his ability to extert control over any hotchick, preferrably one vastly out of his league. But, again, it seems that the *essence* of douchebaggery is that, even to the casual observer, the selected mechanism for the attempted display of control is overtly contrived and, as such, a mockery of the mockery which lends rise to the utterance "what a freaking douchebag".

With respect to the bleeth: it is a tragic fact that the bleething seems to 'blossom' into a latter stage at the point that the hot chick seeks out opportunities for 'bagcessorization. In this extreme example, the hotchick lends herself wholly over to supporting the 'statement' of this instance of performative douchebaggery. But, as disconcerting as it is, it is merely the late stage bleeth consummating her acquired --cultivated, even-- drive towards 'bagcessorization.

--Vinny Scumbaglia
 

Meh. It prolly stinks.
 

This dude shat out a hot chick!
 

Dear DB1,
While reading the posts on your website and the accompanying pictures, I ran across this particularly disturbing and gross photo capture. Upon viewing it, I promptly fell off my chair, hit my head, and much like those in cartoons who have suffered brain damage, I have a halo of objects running orbit around my head. But I don't see stars.......I see THIS FUCKING IMAGE!!! I will be contacting both my lawyer to sue you for my pain and suffering, as well as the bill for the brainwashing clinic to scrub my mind clean from viewing this monstrousity. Good day sir!
 

the caption should read..........."Wish you were here Clarence" He probably likes a little ass play too. Look how at home he feels with someone that close behind him. that look screams TWINKBAG
 

I would like to write my name on his torso. With a Tommy Gun.
 

Looks to me like the wrong one got the sex-change operation...
 

He's got that disappointed look, like he wishes the hottie was a guy. Sad, sad little choad muncher. He'll go home alone and cry on his Elton John blow up doll.
 

Whatever, you squares, pegging is totally HOTT!
You go Sweet Shaft Sister!
 

I am going to have to disagree with DB1 on this issue. I do not believe the Doggy 'Bag is interently douche. What guy wouldn't love to be photographed attached to the back side of I-dream-of-genie as per the Train/Boat-wrecks? Though the pose waxes toward douchedom, it could be argued that it is merely an aggravating circumstance. Like the hottie factor, the Doggy 'Bag is not mutually exclusive. One must prove both douche AND hott, thus hott alone, like this pose cannot stand alone as said proof.
 

I sent this in and I know both of these people.

The HC is the biggest dumbass you could ever meet. The DB is a complete pansy all the time.

I regret to say that this is just one of the hundreds of pictures that is worthy of HCwDB posting.
 

yeah these people also go to my school. the DB does nothing but act like an idiot. he throws ketchup at all the girls, but somehow they all want to bang him. the HC in this pic, is not an HC at all, actually. shes pale, freckly, stupid, useless. im glad to say that both these people will be going absolutely nowhere in life
 

@3:59 - they might just get their "15 minutes" of fame, though. Look! They're on HCwDBs...

And, she may be all that you mention, but I can't hate on that cute butt. Mmmm...