Ubicous Checkered Cup?
 

I've never seen girls that hot in line at Checkers before.
 

It's Bob, the Big Boy!
 

I used to live in Detroit... wait, let me rephrase that. I used to serve time in purgatory in Detroit for past sins over-indulged.

I can assure you that if those girls were in Detroit, they were tourists.
 

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Wow, seeing pics like this always remind me that life is indeed unfair... not one, but TWO Hotts with an uber Fatty Acid Douche.
 

All the girls thought Zeke was a real hot shot when he started packaging his moonshine in bottles "with thems funny chickens on it."
 

now THAT'S the quality of hott we've come to expect around here.

nice.

hott in the olive green top looks like a young Connie Selleca. and i can't tell you the emotions Connie Selleca stirred inside my teenage heart.

and by 'heart', i of course mean 'boner'.

the 'bag in this photo really doesn't fill me with any rage. which i find odd. but he's certainly got quite the Mark of the 'Bag going there, doesn't he?
 

Oh, and white shirt chica: big, fat boobies.
 

Next time I go to Checkers and they ask me what I want, I will say..."The one on the right".
 

These chicks are underrated. That one in the white s so hot right now she could take a crap, wrap it in tinfoil, put a couple fish hooks on it and sell it to Queen Elizabeth!!

Fap worthy indeed.
 

And I'll be Dammed.......... Pfah is back!!!!
 

pfah -
Is that a Balabushka? I miss the Bottle Rocket avatar. "You know there's nothing to steal from my Mom & Craig!"

This has nothing to do with the Pistons. The "Dr." on his shirt is just cropped out. He looks like an Akroyd fan too.
 

Two handed scrote gesture while simultaneously choking goose. The reflective sticker on the hat brim is threatening to burn through to empty space.
 

in my experiences, Michigan is a cesspool of douchebaggery. But also an oasis
of Hotts (regardless of bleethdom).

aaaaand boobs.
 

Is fat tits wearing jorts? Is that allowed?
 

HOOTTTTTSSSSS!!!!!!! Forget the 'bag - he's not worth noticing in such tasty company.
 

We are building a fighting force of extraordinary magnitude......you have our gratitude....leave a message after the beep.
 

totally off topic...db1 gets a shout by Anthony Bourdain's description of Sophie's bar here in beautiful NYC.
 

Wow, the Kentucky Fried Movie "Fistful of Yen" reference. Nice touch, DB1. I'm going to have to break out the Betamax to watch that one again.
 

Noooooo! Not Detroit!
 

now this is a pleasant way to start the day...IOB.

-be right back
 

..back

notice how hot the hotts are and how the douche has a 'dot' on his forehead. Ready. Aim. 50cal-fire.
 

That's the smallest cock and balls on the forehead that I've ever seen.









Oh yeah...Boobies
 

Thank you DB1 for bringing sexy back. And then skidmarking it with Blubber McWifebeater.

Look, it's Mr. White's favorite team: The Detroit Pissed-Ons!
 

What's with the Lay's Potato Chip bag and other trash strewn about. This photo was indeed taken in Detroit.



Or Pacoima.
 

These chicks are underrated. That one in the white s so hot right now she could take a crap, wrap it in tinfoil, put a couple fish hooks on it and sell it to Queen Elizabeth!!

I'm still processing that one.

OK, I'm done.

Clearly, Douchetorious B.A.G. wins the WTF Citation for this thread.
 

I would go into a Moroccan Men's bathhouse and let the hairiest dude I could find take a steamer on my chest, just to sniff the inside upper thigh of Olive-green-cream-teen-machine.

...smells like Neutrogena...

...the thigh that is, not the steamer...
 

oh the sweet clinton twp girls who slum it by going to a coffee shop in Detroit cuz they're so tough. And cuz even with 98% of the city burned down, there's STILL more to do in Detroit than there is in Clinton. WHEEE.

Also, @ Darksock-

I thought she liked the cleveland caval-pee-ers.

i know that was weak. I haven't finished my coffee yet.
 

Yes, take him to Detroit, and kick him out of the car, Die Hard style a-la Harlem.

I'd also like to throw my hat in with DarkSock. Douchetorious B.A.G. wins it, hands down.
 

@ sock

thats a paraphrase of a line from zoolander.
 

brunette in the middle can wear jorts while throwing jarts(lawn darts) at me while i am lassed out on a king sized waterbed after becoming intoxicated rifling through her panty hamper for all i care...
green top is probably ok in her own right, but she is like meeting gary coleman, might be a cool story, but not if you meet the dalai lama at the same time.
clearly this is a case of intellectual incest, only reason bag is in the picture is because one or both are his cousins, and he thinks he can pass it off to his friends on myspace as chicks he parties with.
 

This has been a good morning. First I learn I'm an official selection in one of the local film festivals here, then I put on coffee, then I click over to Olive Green Boobie Hott here. I am a happy man.

I have doubts about the authenticity of this douche, though. First, his hat bill is curled and is on straight. Granted, it's an Ed Hardy hat, but still, let me continue. We have no sleeves, hand gestures, and Goose bottle. These are generally rabbit punch to the neck worthy. Still, I'm not sure if this guy is a real 'bag's 'bag or proximity to hotts of this magnitude causes acts of spontaneous douchebaggery. It's entirely reasonable to surmise that white boobies caused an Ed Hardy hat and Goose bottle to spontaneously appear, and Bernie had no choice but to throw the scissors.

I'd wear an Ed Hardy hat if it meant I had a chance at a three way with those two.

Anyhow, I'm also not sure our pseudo-douche is actually part of these Hotts' social circle, at least in not any real way. He seems to be walking by as the picture is taken. Again, seeing a camera, Bernie has no choice but to engage in spontaneous acts of douchebaggery.

In conclusion, boobs.
 

This past weekend i was driving down melrose and saw that they had opened up an ed hardy outlet store. I almost stopped and bought a couple things, just in case Olive Oyl(me up) was in the vicinity and the only thing preventing those legs from being clamped to my ears was a lack of hardy.
 

Here's a good one:

the chick in the white top is so hot the Pilsbury doughboy is now a cripsy fritter and when you poke him in the tummy he no longer giggles he belches thick smoke.
 

@ plink

that just gave me an IOB.
 

This brace of Mediterranean hottitude is winding up the last days of their US Slum Tour by briefly stepping off the bus in Detroit to have some snaps taken with the indigenous wildlife. Then it's back on the road, 'cause next stop is Philadelphia.
 

Beware, ladies and gents.

Granted, the Hotts ARE hot, but I have a sneaking suspicion that we are dealing with two future Jersey bleeths here. They're starting small, hanging out with double peace sign Ed Hardy wearing dbs who only carry around the 750 of goose...but give 'em two years. Soon they'll be wearing waaay more makeup, giant glasses, earrings that hippies would mistake for hula hoops, and won't even talk to you unless you have a case of handles of the goose sitting next to you at your booth in the Denny's.

Mark my words.
 

@ D'lexic

the pilsbury doughboy gives me an iob too.
 

I would donkey-punch him in his ovary sacs just to hear the hoary bassoon note of his involuntary flatulence, in the distant hope that its raspy blast might again attract these coitus birds to roost.
 

I smell what White Top's cooking.

It's a pair of Jiffy Pops.
 

@plinky 8:41

Meh.




Not only is this Douche wearing a Pistons jersey in public, it's a reversed block on black "fashion" Pistons jersey. Me thinks the Pit And The Pendulum would be a worthy form of torture for this bag of shit.

Olive's hair extensions smack of bleeth. Her Betty Rubble jewelry and cuteness outweigh the faults though.

Hott in White is so much Salma Hayek goodness, a voice in the far reaches of my brain hums a melodic tune.

Of course by voice I mean spasm, and by brain I mean loins, and by hums a melodic tune I mean causes ejaculation.

Now I need new trousers.
 

that girl in the white top has large breasts
 

@ Douchelexic

I just gave you a IOB-Inorganic, Organometallic and Bioinorganic Chemistry???
 

It looks like light bouncing off the 59 Fifty sticker on the bill of his hat is illuminating the grease on his forehead. What a turd blossom.

White hott is Greek or Italian, I think. And she has large breasts.
 

nono, plink's discussion of a charred and twisted doughboy, gave me an inappropriate office boner.
 

I am severely turned on by these hotts.
 

@RGB

Do you snap when turned on?
 

@ Douchelexic

Oh, that IOB. I usually just rub one out in the bathroom stall using a glob of Neosporin and some trusty internet cell phone porn.

‘Cuz that's how we do it in down in Colorado.
 

@ babagoodouche

I live by the beach in Southern California. Colorado is up in every sense of the word for me....except for socio-economic status....and our lack of hippie-bags out here.

however, i work in a family business...remember when your mom caught you jerking off in your bedroom....thats what it would be like to get caught tugging it here.
 

No .....anything but Detroit.......


KENTUCKY FRIED MOVIE REFERENCE
Brilliant
 

@douchille bag

I snap involuntarily every 15 minutes or so.

Sounds kinf of like a golf clap
 

There are 3 people in this picture and one is holding a checkered cup.
 

Everybody knows my favorite team is the California Golden Starfish.

And everybody also knows that jean shorts died in the 80s. Or at a Great White concert. I don't remember which.
 

people IN jean shorts died at a great white concert.
 

Now that I've taken a while to think about it, who the hell brings a bottle of Goose to Wendy's? Do you really have to spike the frosty shake, Bernie? Do you really?

I would play Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries on Olive's meat harmonica before drifting off into sweet slumber.
 

In honor of Mardi Gras, I demand White Top shows me her tits. I will surpass the cheap plastic beads and give her a triple strand of genuine pearls that I have personally wrested from angry oysters in suid-infested waters off the coast of Okinawa, using only a pair of safety scissors.
 

That would be "squid".

Nice going, cunty.
 

Mr. White:

I had a beloved pair of denim shorts, and it died in the '80's, and you're a sick fuck to laugh about it, so if you mail me $10,000 I'll run two cubicles down and beat up somebody for you.
 

OFF WITH HIS HEAD!! BOTH of 'em!!!
 

Bless her little boobs, Olive shirt has taken so many shots to the face, she's starting to sprout a little fuzz-stache from all the absorbed testosterone.

Don't ever change, my mysterious-eyed little Italian-Persian hybrid of levitating burger-joint hareems in the sky.

And don't forget my Kools down at the 7-11.
 

Big bouncy bountiful bubblicious breathtaking bobbly bundles of bazooming bosomy boobs.

Boobs, I say.
 

Olive Green deserves to be in the Hall of Hott. She would get my vote, but I'm not allowed.
Could one of the hallowed regulars put her in? Thanks. I don't want to search to hard to find her in the future.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!

-Scroatian
 

white boobies
 

Great bubbly jubblys! I'd like to motorboat those love pillows.

The olive princess can be the new Mrs. Hardouchey. There is a new opening beginning next month.

DetroitDoucheBags are two hitters... just check out the hand sign. I hit him and he hits the ground. Perhaps I'll leave a turd under the skullcap as a souvenir.
 

C'mon people, nobody's going to rep the Mitten?

That's not a Checkers cup, that a Big Boy cup.

And those aren't titties, those are TITTIES.

That dot on his forehead is a sniper ready to take his scrote ass out and move in for the 3some. Just another day in the D . . .
 

Always good to see a Kentucky Fried Movie reference, DB1 - Keep up the good work!
 

You in the white- my room, 10 o'clock. In the green- 10:30, bring a friend.
 

take him to Detroit - where you can't even get a job at McDonald's today!

(at least that's what i heard about Windsor - you seriously CANNOT get a $7.50/h job at McDonald's now that laid off autoworkers are all scrambling to get any job they can)

MUAHAHAHAHAHA!
 

I would personally blow every UAW member for a chance to sit in white shirt's Mercury Capri and waft the aroma of her used frappucino cups and H&M perfume bottles.

She deserves consideration for the HoH. Some of you may not have noticed, but if you look closely you can see that she has an amazing rack.

-Douchetros Douchetros Ghali



P.S. Boobs
 

MMMMMMM White shirt makes things go BOING!
 

Green shirt makes me go "Hot Pants! ungh! Hey! Hot Pants. Smokin'.

Not many woman can work the James Brown out of me.

Hot pants!


boobies.
 

Can white shirt be the future ex-Mrs. Ghali?

Douchetros Douchetros Ghali
 

Holymotherofboobiesandsucklethigh..

Angelic White Top modestly displays her awesome assets. AMAZING.

GreenTopHott has luscious legs in high heels and a face and hair so unforgettable, my pet elephant is stomping to have her ride his trunk. No circus tricks, either.

Who even cares about the douche, he's wasted.
 

I would stab myself in the eye with middle hott's pencil just for our dna to mingle.
 

God Bless you, DB1, for that reference. I am now wiping snot off my screen.

". . . and a sexual appetite that will knock your socks off!"
 

Hey, isn't that girl on the right Jasmina from The Four Horsemen of the Douchepocalypse? Take a look at the two pics side by side! I think even the guy is the same turd from the other pic too! Now with more 200% more lame bag gestures and grey goose!
 

b( . )( . )bies
 

Holy shit, those are a pair of mortars!