Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Douchebags Roasting on an Open Fire

douchebags roasting... on an open fire... Jackoffs sipping a Bud Light...
Purg Hottie waits... under DB1's tree... and be tree he means heart shaped jacuzzi in the greater Niagara Falls area...
Ba hump hump hump hump...
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This are just borderline douche, carried only by the veritable selection box of hott- something for everyone.
This is a great collection of hott, and douche 1 kinda looks like Joey from Friends (who fyi..is a douche)
I remember Dancer , Prancer , Donna & Vixen .... also Hooters , Chesty & Nip .... but where did Douche-claus and his off-sider come from ???
Nice collection of Corona promotional posters. I'm sure they go great with the milk crate furniture and the mini-fridge.
Hey check out the look the second girl from the left is giving the gal on the far left... I'd like to be at their Christmas party at about 1AM.
DB1,
Apparently most of these fine chaps posting above me are not even familiar with which one of these fine lasses purg hottie is as they have not even mentioned her. I think Caitlin, or whatever her real name is, happens to look stunning in this photo. I'd say it's second next to the one and her friend in the bar with the police officer. Do any of us know where P.H. is from or what her story is? Purg Hottie/Caitlin why do you keep tantalizing DB1? Give in to him, it's Christmas after all! And you'd be a hell of a present to him or anyone for that matter!!
Apparently most of these fine chaps posting above me are not even familiar with which one of these fine lasses purg hottie is as they have not even mentioned her. I think Caitlin, or whatever her real name is, happens to look stunning in this photo. I'd say it's second next to the one and her friend in the bar with the police officer. Do any of us know where P.H. is from or what her story is? Purg Hottie/Caitlin why do you keep tantalizing DB1? Give in to him, it's Christmas after all! And you'd be a hell of a present to him or anyone for that matter!!
fully aware of misstress Purge, but for me to direct my lustful desires towards her luscious hotness (especially in such a target rich envitonment) would not only be disrespectful to DB1 but sacriligous
To be quite honest, I think the guys here aren't bad at all. I agree with all the other posts HCwDB ever did except this one. The guys are smiling, sure their shirts are a tad unbuttoned but a lot of people wear em like that, it's not popped, the first guy is even bending down so we can see the girl's face. No poses that makes it seem like the others.
The guys are the ones that are being tasteful, for a very rare moment, they are the ones. It's a merry christmas afterall.
The guys are the ones that are being tasteful, for a very rare moment, they are the ones. It's a merry christmas afterall.
Hello operator give me number 9
If you disconnect me
I’ll kick you in the…
Behind the Eighties PinStripe
there was a pale faced jerk
who could only cop a feel
from a guy in a red shirt
…there was a line of hotties
that stretched across the room
and formed a funky daisy chain
of lipstick and firm boobs
buts the scrotes who tried to please ‘em
fell short of the task,
and were left lookin’ at each other
for a little piece of ass
so let there be a moral
to all you jelled-up douch’s
the hotties want a rocker
not a 'bag who’s named bruce,
…or joey, or guido or luigi…
bk
...Waiter, I order a third from the left, but can you also bring me a second from the right! put it on my tab, it would be embarassing for me to reach in my pockets right now!
Damn those be some fine dames!
If you disconnect me
I’ll kick you in the…
Behind the Eighties PinStripe
there was a pale faced jerk
who could only cop a feel
from a guy in a red shirt
…there was a line of hotties
that stretched across the room
and formed a funky daisy chain
of lipstick and firm boobs
buts the scrotes who tried to please ‘em
fell short of the task,
and were left lookin’ at each other
for a little piece of ass
so let there be a moral
to all you jelled-up douch’s
the hotties want a rocker
not a 'bag who’s named bruce,
…or joey, or guido or luigi…
bk
...Waiter, I order a third from the left, but can you also bring me a second from the right! put it on my tab, it would be embarassing for me to reach in my pockets right now!
Damn those be some fine dames!
Ever try to diddle a reindeer? Don't do it. Their horns are fucking sharp, man.
Fuck. I think I need some Neosporin...
So does 'bag in the black shirt. He looks like he itches.
Fuck. I think I need some Neosporin...
So does 'bag in the black shirt. He looks like he itches.
Purg Hottie can pull the dames as well as the douches, apparently. I wanna hear her sleigh bells ring-a-ling. Ting-ting-tingling, too.
Seriously. there is usually an ugly or fat chick to hold the purses when they go out. I can only assume she is taking the picture because every single one of these girls are top notch. You don't see this every day. It's a christmas miracle.
BTW Fuck fish slap
BTW Fuck fish slap
waste of hott is seeing pat and pat pleasuring one another when there are 7 bombshells exploding around them
bk
bk
Nice - No douches today - but a FINE collection of hott, a FINE collection.
Purg Hottie please reveal yourself to us.... please...
Purg Hottie please reveal yourself to us.... please...
Take it from a guy who lives in Niagara Falls: Stay away from NIagara Falls. It's like Potterville from It's a Wonderful Life once Jimmy Stewart was never born. The myth of Honeymoon Capital of the World is perhaps true on the Canadian side. All you'll find on the American side is gambling, crime, and murder of pizza delivery boys in broad daylight.
Niagara Falls is a hellhole, at least on the New York side. It's such a hellhole I fell dirty just thinking about it.
The pigmentation - or lack thereof - on these tweedle-dee's make 30 day-old corpses look like the Oopma's after a liberal fake tan application.
The pigmentation - or lack thereof - on these tweedle-dee's make 30 day-old corpses look like the Oopma's after a liberal fake tan application.
Darksock must have had too much egg nog as he has confused the great Purg Hottie with another random hottie. These girls look like part of the cast from Deal or No Deal.
I too applaud the nice collection of cornoa posters. They really accentuate the smurfy blue of the room.
Purg Hottie has got to be Pink Satin mini-skirt on the far left. Why the blond hot next to her is touching the scrote instead of fondling Purg's funbags is beyond me. She sure is ogling Purg's rack!
And why haven't we seen any more photos of Holy Blue Triangle?
Indiana Douche and the Last Douchebag
And why haven't we seen any more photos of Holy Blue Triangle?
Indiana Douche and the Last Douchebag
I second the want for more HBT pictures.
Bill Bellidouchechick - Purg goes to Florida State. Someone had hit her Facebook up here, I think, but I can't remember where and some of the bars in her pics look familiar. (I also obtained cirrhosis, and a degree, from FSU.)
Honestly, out of this gaggle of skank-n-hot (gray dress actually makes me a little queasy), I'd have to pick the little curvy and hippy cutie on the far right. She looks to be the most un-Bleethed and has the nicest poppin-fresh boobies.
Bill Bellidouchechick - Purg goes to Florida State. Someone had hit her Facebook up here, I think, but I can't remember where and some of the bars in her pics look familiar. (I also obtained cirrhosis, and a degree, from FSU.)
Honestly, out of this gaggle of skank-n-hot (gray dress actually makes me a little queasy), I'd have to pick the little curvy and hippy cutie on the far right. She looks to be the most un-Bleethed and has the nicest poppin-fresh boobies.
@ the big douchebagski
You too? I got cirrhosis from my college too. Actually, I pretty much got cirrhosis in high school. I kinda coasted right into the college party scene. It was 'old hat' to me by then.
And.I.wonder.why.I'm.not.as.smart.as.I.used.to.be;all.those.dead.brain.cells.never.to.return.
Oh well, it was worth every last ounce of intelligence I once had.
God bless booze.
You too? I got cirrhosis from my college too. Actually, I pretty much got cirrhosis in high school. I kinda coasted right into the college party scene. It was 'old hat' to me by then.
And.I.wonder.why.I'm.not.as.smart.as.I.used.to.be;all.those.dead.brain.cells.never.to.return.
Oh well, it was worth every last ounce of intelligence I once had.
God bless booze.
@Plinky - booze is the nectar of the Gods, that's for sure.
I actually got crabs in high school. I spent more of my time puffin the magic dragon in HS, as it was about a million times easier to get herb than it was beer in my town. But, we did drink quite a bit, so college wasn't a shock.
Turning 21 was, though. I had to adjust my class schedule to fit around bar special schedules. And, fuck, Tallahassee had a lot of them, so classes sure got in the way.
Fortunately, I stumbled my way out of there with a BAC higher than my GPA, and it shows. Although, my manager says I should move up to fry cook any day, now.
Here's me at work, actually: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFQyib5ZQZY
As for brain cells, I like to think that "survival of the fittest" applies to my merciless slaughtering of them. The alcohol attacks the weak ones; ya know, the ones that control breathing, drooling, and rational thought...all while leaving the important ones (my meth recipe, the mental free-porn site list, what to do when you get bit by a rabid dog, etc.) to live on.
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I actually got crabs in high school. I spent more of my time puffin the magic dragon in HS, as it was about a million times easier to get herb than it was beer in my town. But, we did drink quite a bit, so college wasn't a shock.
Turning 21 was, though. I had to adjust my class schedule to fit around bar special schedules. And, fuck, Tallahassee had a lot of them, so classes sure got in the way.
Fortunately, I stumbled my way out of there with a BAC higher than my GPA, and it shows. Although, my manager says I should move up to fry cook any day, now.
Here's me at work, actually: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QFQyib5ZQZY
As for brain cells, I like to think that "survival of the fittest" applies to my merciless slaughtering of them. The alcohol attacks the weak ones; ya know, the ones that control breathing, drooling, and rational thought...all while leaving the important ones (my meth recipe, the mental free-porn site list, what to do when you get bit by a rabid dog, etc.) to live on.
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