Wednesday, July 22, 2009

 

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Excuse me, Miss, would you like to see my Jelly Dong?

Take your best shot in the comments thread.
Comments:
You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
 
Get your hands off of me, you damned dirty douche!
 
Excuse me, I need pee-pee for my bunghole, can you spare any?
 
excuse me, miss. i found something that you left in the bathroom.
 
DOUCHES DOUCHES EVERYWHERE! Which way shall I run!
 
Jonie had waited for the Jefferson High reunion to finally give Chachie the kick in the crotch he so richly deserved.
 
Spinning on his heels to confront his tormentor, Tony had finally had it with the wedgies.
 
Things have really gone downhill at good ol' Jefferson High since the days of Richie, Potsie & Ralph.

Anon Gee Bee
 
after hurling a jelly dong with all of her might, karen was astounded to see that super 'bag had caught it in his teeth.
 
she's either running away, or having an epileptic seizure.


and i'm not sure why this douchebag has Nick Cannon's dick in his mouth.
 
Say hello to my little friend. My really, really little friend.
 
The Jefferson High field trip was marred by an incident involving a young man severing the penis of an unsuspecting tranvestite.
 
@ac douchey10:37.....now THAT is some funny shit right there. nice work.
 
Religi-Douche Apparition
- J-Douche
 
Tony was just drunk enough to bet Denise that she couldn't knock the cigar from his mouth with a roundhouse kick. Denise was just drunk enough to accept.

Tony won the bet, but had to drink hamburgers through straws for the next six months.
 
and something tells me that, not far away from where this picture was taken, stands the all-knowing scrotumpole.
 
For the first time ever, the moments preceding a denim-on-denim crime were caught on film.
 
Shanequa recoiled in horror as Brad exclaimed "I'm gonna Bill Clinton you with this lit cigar!"
 
Get to the Chopppa!!!!
 
Tony threatened Karen with violence so that she might run away and not smell the shit he was about to take in his shorts. The gravitation force, he thought, would push his underwear down with enough might that he would be relieved of his wedgie without the use of his hands.

His plan worked successfully except that it ruined his new Nike runners. Tony was cool with it though because Tony has a scat fetish. That's not a cigar in his mouth.
 
You can't walk away from me, my abs are magnetic.
 
her squatting dragon technique was no match for his STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN!
 
Despite his best efforts, Tony was now 'it'.
 
medusa no longer wore snakes in her hair, but she could still turn a douche to stone at first glance
 
Jonesy FTW!

Well played, sir. Well played
 
"no, no Johnny. bend your knees like this. you're gonna have to loosen up if you want to revile people with the douche dance"
 
The New Jersey Ballet's rendition of Swan Lake took some liberties when adapting it to modern times...
 
"Did YOU steal my shirt?"
 
And thus began the ceremonial "Lam’bagda Dance."
 
"can you still smell it now? You would think you couldn't smell it from way over there and with that cigar in your mouth, but I guess my skank stank isn't going away today"
 
C'mon baby, why'd you hafta wear the strap-on OVER your white pants?
 
"omg! that girl should not be wearing that. oh look! a douche."
 
With the fuse safely lit, LaToya made a beeline for the safety of the nearby blast shield.
 
Bill’s youngest nephew, Abernathy Clinton, always delighted the crowd when he showed off his uncle’s most cherished relic from the White House days.

(Yes, I'm plundering the Bill Clinton jokes too)
 
oil can, oil can!
 
Enis was dissapointed when they came up three 'bags shy of a complete circle-jerk.
 
Lee's massive fart rebounded off of the forgotten Ron Jeremy butt-plug still nestled in his clenched anus, backfiring a toffee-colored turd out of his esophagus at the speed of sound.

Poor Kathy ducked, but never stood a chance.
 
Jorts! Must be in Florida.
 
Ricky won the Kohler-sponsored "Bobbin' for Butt Nuggets" competition for the fifth year in a row.
 
New to the Jim Rose Circus this year: Reverso and his amazing backwards digestive system!
 
With a mightly lunge into the golden casket and one viscious chomp, Rodney got the one Michael Jackson memento he came for and hauled ass through the distraught crowd.
 
I am the Douchenator, from the future... here to ruin your life and get some kickass tattoos.
 
Little Carmacita Smells Poo, the sequel.
 
Freud said that "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar." yeah, and sometimes it's a BIG BROWN DICK
 
Ricky the Psychotic Tobacco Attack Rooster made his way through the unsuspecting crowd, leaving a trail of writhing one-eyed victims in his wake.
 
Tom was having little luck selling his hand-rolled hemp tampons.
 
"Why yesh! Dish ish aksshly ny owm teenish im mah mouf. Douf youf hagh mah nugts fomrwhere?"
 
As Andy frantically fled the scene, a savagely neutered Gary Coleman bled out and lost consciousness behind the Sno-Cone stand.
 
Suddenly the friendly game of Mud Polaris turned deadly...
 
"Look! I found a porcelain bowl full of chocolate breath mints in that hut back there!"
 
"Is that a turd in your mouth or are you glad to see me?
 
Lindsey's powers (or curse?) were such that even when she mimicked a poo-squatting position, a full grown douche would materialize on the party deck.

Or...

What is Ben Affleck doing in the black tank top in the background?

Or...

Douche: "Quick, staring contest. Go."
Her: "The way your eggplant-colored boxers are frumpily overlapping your jean shorts makes me have to poo."
 
'Sock is on fire.
 
"When did they start putting corn in cigars???.........NOOOOO!!!!"
 
Chaka no like!
 
Cupid's arrow had found Izzy, in the lovely form of Chewbaca's sister, Swallowloada
 
Ricky just walked amongst the annoyed party guests, talking shit as usual...
 
Izzy and Myrna attempted to clinch the title with his patented "piller of stool" move, in the finals of the "Under 5'8 Samba Championship"
 
I have a strange urge to cook up some rump roast and fatback. Don't quite know why.
 
Why yes, that IS a gun in my pocket and I AM glad to see you!
 
Kianna runs as the Creature From the Jerze Lagoon emerges from the boardwalk to terrorize hotts & ass pears everywhere!
 
Even over the stench of his cigar, Todd could smell the scent of fresh muffin-top, so close he could almost touch it...
 
I need your clothes, your boots, and your tampon.
 
Dead or alive, you're coming with me.
 
Despite her best efforts to sneak through the reunion unnoticed, Julia was spotted by the newest Choadinator, the DB-1000. This was going to put a damper on the upcoming limbo competition she was hoping to enter.
 
While Lupe puts her "left foot in", Willie thought "Fuck the Hokey Pokey, just blow me".
 
Come with me if you want to douche!
 
Damnit, sir douche-a-lot beatme to it, sorta. "Sometimes a cigar is just a douchebag."
 
JORTS
 
"Hey guys, they're passing out free kazoos in the bathroom!"
 
I'll give you a 5 second head start...GO!
 
"Ah-ah, I know what you're thinking, hotness. You're thinking did he drink six shots of Kahlua or only five? And to tell you the truth I've forgotten myself in all this excitement. But being that I am Scrot Eastwood - the most powerful d-bag in the world and will blow your head clean off, you've got to ask yourself a question --Do I feel slimy? Well, do ya, chick?"
 
As douchebags hate taking orders, they are notoriously poor square dancers.
 
As elsie reminisced about her days at jefferson high, a very real memory came flooding back
 
I have to return some videotapes
 
Christian Audigier's mother listened while the Douchinator laid it all down: Affliction, Von Dutch, Ed Hardy, the history of things to come. It's not everyday you hear that you're responsible for 3 billion douchebags. She took it pretty well.

"I feel like I'm gonna throw up."
 
If you ever see an Agent, run.
 
Fine ass, fine ass
Turn A Round
 
You have disgraced a Shaolin temple and stolen the sacred scrolls in your satchel!

Now, we must fight! You will be punished for your treachery.
 
Ted froze in terror and disgust when he realized what his buddies meant when they laughingly offered him a "lawn cigar".
 
"You don't know the Dewey Decimal System?!?"
 
Tony was okay with the slow dancing, but when the DJ kicked up the jams again Tony just froze.
 
"Suck my cock Bitch!!"
 
As the shoot for Doublemint's horror-themed commercial began; conjoined brothers Arthur and Kade warily eyed their arch-counterparts, LaQuisha and LaRisha, as they circled the floor like hungry sharks.
 
After 3 hits of Acids and 2 Mushroom caps, it took Allison several hours to convince Rick that he was not Aaron Burr
 
Look Honey, all I want back are the balls that go with this.
 
Billy frolicked his balls off to capture the attention of Jen. Unfortunately, the combination of jorts and his tiny cigar was unable to keep her from escaping.
 
"Sarah Connor, resistance is futile. Scrotenet has your number. But could you just write it down for me anyway... just so I don't destroy the wrong human?
 
The stains on the floor boards began to mount, as Ivan's severed saliva hose, continued to rain terror upon the rest of the revelers.
 
"I need your clothes, boots and your motorcycle." - Douche-nator...
 
walt faced the vampire with his crucifix and shit-eating grin.
 
The crown was oblivious to their impending doom, as the first of many "Bud-Light" tattood hoofs from the herd of giant elephants, landed merely inches from the dance floor.
 
Wolver-douche.
 
Last Saturday in Compton, anxious locals await the results of Disney's latest casting call for its new movie, High School Musical 6; Skank Party.
 
Ray...rutts sup? Rowr rearry hot. I rike cigars.
 
"hey karen, look at what i almost stepped in!"
 
he had her at "got a light?"
 
@croosh 11:55- hahhahaha! i can't breathe, you bastard.
 
That should have been "crowd."
 
100!
 
look at what you did to my tongue THIS time!
 
i'm tired of picking up after your pekingese. now, prepare to die!
 
does this turd in my mouth make me look fat?
 
shh. don't make a scene. the balding guy in the tank top is looking all over for the rest of his snickers. i couldn't help it. it really satisfies.
 
"Oh God! Run! It's like Night of the living Douche!"
 
KICK ME IN THE JIMMY!!!
 
"Hey, I was a roadie for R. Kelly. Wanna meet him?"
 
"I got a hankerin' for some Cheese Balls to go with this salty pretzel rod. Got any?"
 
your not getting away this time!
 
"How's about a nice, greasy, dork sandwich?"
 
"The boobhound returns!"
 
Please! You must help me find my daughta.

AV
 
I eat black girls for breakfast, and right now I'm very hungry.

AV
 
"I am the Douchenator, half machine, half human feces, sent back from the future to suck on this turd and wear these jorts low like a playa. Awww Yeaahhhh!"
 
Get to the "Choppa!" (as in Mom's basement)
 
Pepe' could "freeze model", but only after a self-administered formaldehyde colonic.
 
"Haaghhh! Noo inna driped drrrtth! Noo wanna nare nis Mamy Root mit mee? -Mromis isssnotta durdd!..."
 
Cigarbag1: Hey sexy, what's u...
H&Mhot: no.
Cigarbag1: You don't even know what I'm gon...
H&Mhot: no.
Cigarbag1: Why you gotta be li..
H&Mhot: no.
 
Is that his twin brother in the back/left?
 
The Scrotinator say:

ALL MY PICTURE WILL BE REMOVED!

Now run along and play nicely
 
Geez this gaybag just broke off some brothabag's schwanz in his mouth, and now he's after me. I need to get away faaaaast!
 
Oh fuck, that dipshit ass clown is looking at me....nice piece of dogshit in your mouth. You just made my left ovary shrivel a little.
 
Wanna see a one-eared elephant?
 
Listen, and understand. That douchebag is out there. It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity, or remorse, or fear. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are douche.
 
You still don't get it, do you? He'll infect her! That's what he does! It's *all* he does! You can't stop him! He'll wait for you!
 
Yes, I'm wearing jean shorts.

Please don't call the police.
 
One douche, two cups.
 
This was Winona's first encounter with the semi-mythical abacrab douche species. At this moment, she is unsure of what actions she needs to take: run in horror into the crowd, curl up in the fetal position and hope the abacrab just paws at her until he tires, or spring into attack mode with her sharpened French tips. She chose the path of enlightenment and felched the jelly dong from Abacrab's mouth in one fluid motion, unseen by most on the Jerzee Boardwalk.

Well done Grasshopper.

Well done.
 
Dirty Dancing 3: Nobody puts Baby in a corner--especially with that thing.
 
You seen the totem pole? I'm lookin for Tiki. F*ckin skank. Show you my totem pole.
 
Fawn froze at the first site of the Preda-douche, but instincts soon took over and she bolted for the forest, and to safety.

-Tatadouche
 
Carl Hanson: Mud Kazoo Virtuoso.
 
Got somethin to say about my jorts? well do ya?...PUNK!
 
Lisa, check it out! Chocolate dick!
 
Jenny's Turd Taser 9000 stopped the choad dead in his tracks.
 
Lisa and Todd busked for dollars in the hot Florida sun; he lip-flipped fresh hound-turds into her ass-purse to the crowd's delight.
 
"Look, I found what's leaving those greasy turd stains all over the deck, sweetie!"
 
Karen tried to avoid eye contact with Tony, but it was too late. When mocking him did not work, she knew she would now have to spend the next three hours rejecting his neanderthal sexual advances.
 
No declared winner in the caption contest?
 
Startled and angry, he turned to confront her, but Stacey knew better than to stick around after giving a wedgie to such a greasy choad, and she beat a hasty retreat.
 
Run, bitch, run!! The douchebags are after you!!!!!!
 
"Nobody make any sudden moves. I have plenty of experience dealing with cavemen."
 
Having just traveled back in time, the scroatinator finds it's wardrobe match
 
"No, Tina, I wasn't felching Doug's ass again....why?"
 
"Why'd you give me that wedgie, bee-ach?"
 
Inexplicably, in the middle of a corny pick-up line, Tom's tongue decided to take a huge shit all over his chin.
 
Tina's denim skort saw the chocolate fart dart hanging out of Tom's mouth, and it became very a-frayed.





sorry.
 
Quitting his nicotine addiction was always a rough affair, but Marvin took oral solace in the severed and cauterized marmot’s phallus that lolled betwixt his lips.
 
Why yes Tina, I smuggled this cigar into the senior summer carnival inside my ass. Why do you ask?
 
With the fuel line safely secured to the port adjacent to the dance floor, the Starship Innerthighs was cleared to launch for the final time.
 
"LaToya Conner?"
 
One fateful slap from Laticia, was all it took for Gordon to remove his prosthetic left thumb, and prepare to box her ears into submission.
 
Though the whistle had blown seconds earlier, Lucian took it upon himself to punish Rasheeda for blitzing the line of scrimmage one too many times.
 
The reveling immediately turned to shock, when after his seventh cigar of that day, Horatio’s lips spontaneously fell off.
 
Fresh off his debacle in the bathroom stall with a senator, Edwin unknowingly kept his wide stance on the dance floor.
 
When LaTisha told DAvey Douche to "eat shit" he took it literally...
 
C'MERE!
 
I haven't seen a lot of collar pops lately.

-snaggledouche
 
the original "choppa" ref was mint.

-douchylicious
 
"Thaff rite bidge, I chuft pumped out fhis turd and caought it in muh MOUFF, pullin' up my panfts FO FAFFT you cuhnt hardly Fee it!"

--VS
 
The Good, The Bad and the Douchie
 
This pic sets up for all kinda Eastwood shit
That said, Sorry Clint
 
Mandy had seen enough Steven Seagal movies to know that if she landed her kick just right, she could force the cigar through the scrote's brain stem, rendering his body as limp and lifeless as his pathetic needle dick...
 
Finally the true batman was discovered, he-who poops with his mouth.
 
stop bitch before I lasso you with my penis!
 
I am TOBOR RADAR ROBOT!!!!
 
Choadzilla Terrorizes Japanese School Girl.....Live at 11:00
 
In this picture we get a rare glimpse of the sacred Jersey Shore mating ritual; its most distinct feature being the apelike gestures of the Jersey Bleeth.
 
That's it, Moniqua. I challenge you to a walk-off.
 
YodaDouche 3:43 pm For The Win
 
We are the douche...your hottness will be assimilated to service our scrotebagery...resistance is futile
 
A rogue party crasher from Central Catholic hits on a Jeff HS babe with the line, "Wanna chew on my Bogie Stogie?"
 
'Sock @ 11:01

As a dude with the word 'Poop' in my handle, it is my duty (doody) to highly recommend this caption for the win.
 
Jaw agape, Pepe marvelled at Luwanda's ability to shart a perfect Toll House Morsel
 
Candance will never forget the day that she decided to become a bounty hunter.

for once, i actually wish i can write more captions for this pic, but, i have less than 6 hours of sleep before i wake up at 5:00 AM tomorrow
 
The mixed doubles final at the National Flatulance Championships.
 
In a distant height restricted galaxy, there exist pygmie versions of Matt Lauer and Jimmie Johnson
 
Jefferson High celebrates after last week's strenuous GED final.
 
cathy finally crossed the line when she made fun of phil's jorts. Douche code now requires him to prove he is superior though either a chugging contest or finding out who owns more ed hardousch
 
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troopes of guidomime were started around the same time as "freedom fries" as an expression of anti-french sentiment. because people on the jerz boardwalk seldom notice them performing, no one has yet told them french bashing is passe.
 
"Cindy wait! It's not that I'm not into girls.. I just like sucking things.."
 
Sometimes a cigar is more than a cigar.
 
Run... don't walk... from the Douche!
 
"Remember that scene in Caddyshack where the guy eats the piece of shit? How funny was that?"

"Dude, in the movie it wasn't shit."

"Oh."
 
"You gonna get raped!"
 
"What the f*ck do you mean you left the Axe at home?!?!"
 
I love it when a plan comes together.
 
Trying to 'hide it out in the open', Tony decided to place his massive pot plant next to the Bud Light palm tree.
 
"GYMKATA!!!"
 
"I see London, I see France; I found this nugget in my pants".
 
Douche Bigelow @ 11:12 PM for the other win....heh heh
 
Holy flaming cow, and I do mean cow, check out White Pants on the right.

There ought to be a law.
 
@ 'sock- "gymkata" haha!
 
Run!!! It's Douchezilla!!!
 
There is no escaping from the D-1000!!!
 
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Man: What?!?
Girl: Tim Dunn says, 'match your shoes and your belt'. Maybe you can borrow that woman's white...,WTF. Nevermind!
 
That smell is not coming from me
 
Yo baby, you wanna be a dancer for the Vanilla Douche Comeback Tour

Douche Douche Baby
 
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