another parking lot pic- the new den of douchosity...
 

Aw fuck, tell me he isn't wearing a bow tie and two tee shirts. Let's hope that preggers Steve Gutenberg shivs this shitstain. And Linda the barfly there needs a punch to the throat for serious Bleeth Annoyance #35; draping her cig-laden claws over your shoulder. Fuck that pisses me off. I'll just hope that AstroBoy does some kind of scrote frolic maneuver and accidently takes that offending cancer stick in the eye.

Damn. Just kill 'em all. I'm not feeling charitable today.
 

Dude on the right looks like he's wearing a money-belt filled with limp squid tentacles under his shirt.
 

Looks like a Devil's Threesome in progress. Break out the strap-on, girl.
 

Nuclear Head's brain may be fried by a combination of Extacy and homemade vodka but I'd venture a guess that her breath smells like the local morgue the morning after the Chernobyl disaster
 

So if the turd becomes self-aware, does the turd have a soul? Does a turd ponder the nature of it's own existence? What questions lie behind the blast shield glasses? Does the turd feel insecure?

Paola outdouches both turd and tumor boy.
 

The dude in the middle looks pretty hammered.
 

There's two guy's I'd like in my bath tub.
 

Guy on the right is so laid-back that he let local street thugs tag his shirt. While he was wearing it.
 

She's trashed.
 

@Anonymous 10:28 AM

Yeah, and she's drunk too.
 

Double shits to chesty.
 

dude on the right looks like he's pregnant. therefore he gets a nottadouche pass.

dude on the left looks like he impregnated dude on the right. therefore he gets a nottadouche pass.

no wait what?! you're a fucking DOUCHEBAG, Nuclear Head!
 

The sad thing about the girl in the middle is that she's probably about 24 years old. There's a loose formula for predicting these things that I base on sun exposure, smoking and alcohol consumption. I'd say her diet is still decent, but not enough to counteract the rest of the damage.

Well, it matters not...dickwad on the left can't see shit at night with his douchegoggles on anyway, it's better than beer goggles!

Run, preggoboy, run! Infection is imminent! Save your unborn child!!!
 

FINALLY, a Bleethier Bleeth than the douches she's with. A case of retro-Grieco-virus, no doubt.
 

Grayjacket on the right, he's just preggers.
 

Isn't that the lead singer for QueensRyche in the middle there?
 

oops forgot the umlauts.
 

forgot the umlauts on "umlauts" as well. Including the two umlaut references in the previous sentence, and the one in this sentence as well.
 

First you fuck up the ümlauts, then you forget my hash browns. No tip for you.
 

Old Stripe once went snowboarding and has lift ticket on jacket to prove it. Also, Old Stripe once went to a party and has club pass on wrist to prove that, too. He and pregnant man met SotCarly and bought her more and more Jager shots until she couldn't walk. Now, Old Stripe wants to impregnate her, like he did pregnant man. SotCarly has a twat that looks like a free-form coloring book. She don't care. Old Stripe says he's in a band with Corky--says he is the Darby Crash of Down Syndrome. Legs back but can he pass her a shot while pounding away? Will pregnant man be jealous? Who is his babydaddy? Now: fun. Later: Montel for DNA results and booing Old Stripe. Will pregnant man have DS baby? Too much heat!
 

ok, DB1 needs to come up with some term for the bottom lip bite these douchebags do so often. I feel that this maneuver is often overlooked and should be properly addressed.
 

More like Cock Star Horns.

I hope they used a low flow toilet when he got his Swirley.