I would like to label this picture "thematic douchbaggery chairoscuro study, example 1" for my MFA "crisis of modernity captured in images" dissertation.

Army of DOuche-ness
 

I bet her snatch is as fresh as a box of nerds lodged in the anus of a rotting yak carcass.
 

Looks like Peter Griffin just got a tasty two liter of ginger ale shoved rudely up his man pussy.
 

Cockk?

O-HE-812.
 

I would Cabo her Wabos.
 

Lead singer of Hagarpalooza

Hammy Sagar
 

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Otto and Lucretia were unaware of Roger’s attempt to provide an oral landing pad for the incoming Starship Enterprise.
 

Maxwell’s yawn was cut tragically short by an errant chicken bone toss.
 

The crowd was stupefied as Cornelius spontaneously began belting out the last verse to ‘Why Can’t This Be Love?’
 

An unfortunate glory hole incident from 1974 left Elmer with a permanently fixed jawbone.
 

When the singer jokingly asked how many hermaphrodites were in the audience, Clarence instinctively raised his hand.
 

Garth's overhead milking technique continued to work wonders on the aroused elephants as Thadeus patiently awaited thier payload.
 

HELLO... HELLo... HELlo... HEllo... Hello... hello...

It's like a wasteland in these comments threads today. It feels like Christmas or Thanksgiving Day up in this piece.

Is there a baghunter holiday that I didn't get the memo on? Because if there is, screw this mocking stuff - I gots to get my drink on.
 

Michael Moore was dismayed at locating the source of the grease/Axe smell.
 

glub, glub, glub, glub, glub...

sscchhlllurrpp.

Ahhhhhh.
 

"Right arm up, ya dumbass!" shouted Imperial Grand Dragon Clyde to new recruit Floyd, "We salute with our right arm!"
 

Facisco waved vigourously at Janet trying to get her attention, as her son, Milton Melonhead howled like a banshee for his mommy. Oblivious to the shouting, Ashley Trey and her boyfriend du jour, Richard Dixon, mugged for the camera.

Behind them, Mickey the Dong-gobbler looked lost, while Ashley's dad had the video zoom up around 3000% as he zoomed in on his wife's cameltoe.

To the left, Max and Jerry are discussing the use of tensor math in string theory. No, they're not. They're talking about whether or not Britney Spears has a tight turdcutter.
 

Earl always found just the right place to hide and yell "Over here dumbass!" whenever they brought out the t-shirt cannon.
 

She tickled his scrote while making out but did not put out. The blue from his balls ended up on her fingernails.

Later that evening he would take that offer of fucking the glasses right off of Ungh Unghyahag while dreaming of his glory days in Juvey when Officer Pounder taught him how to relax his sphincter.

Later that week he got a Jesus tattoo with "Grandma 7-6-23 to 4-11-03" emblazoned on his left pec..


Sidenote: The T-Shirt tucked into the back of his belt is a headshot of Dirk Benedict that states "Face"
 

Wes Studi's son Lanky thought he was at a Hitler Youth Rally as Don Wiggins shrieked loudly to awaken him, nipples erect from his dream of Louie Anderson's sitting on his Face and telling him that he loves him

On a side note, that girl is slanky. That is all. Yes, I meant slanky not skanky.

Interpret slanky as you will.
 

Being the only woman at the swingers club had Amanda feeling a bit apprehensive, her worst fears were realised when Tony turned around and shouted, "I got next!"
 

Spyda had been penis free for 3 weeks now, so he had to get something long and white in his mouth to erase the urge especially when Nick was so eager to volunteer.
 

The mirth lurched to a resounding halt the moment Wallace tilted his hat and began bellowing:

Nigga, I spray clips, shots flop quicker than space ships
Then shapeshift yo' facial "Matrix" like a facelift
So face it, y'all ain't nuttin to see
Ain't a nigga dead or alive who fuckin wit me
Keep the Death Row chains out
My left (?) connect so hard your head blow
Now let's blow brains out (uh-huh), just thought I had to warn ya
Don't come to Long Beach, Cali, take off on ya, nigga.
 

@Teddy^
Exceptional!
 

In the next instant Jasmine's head was consumed Snargglebleath the legendary monster that lurks beneath the Jersey boardwalk.

Missing his semen receptacle Mitch proceeded to wax Ernie's armpit.
 

Although Haley loved having her picture taken, Tony would have none of it and so, once the camera was spotted, Tony's battle hardened posse immediately opened up a can of whup-ass on the paparazzi.
 

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I feel strange being the only one to say this, but I'm kind of on the fence over giving this guy a nottadouche pass. Yes, he's got his shirt off, but it looks like it might be at a concert, and if there's ever a public place that isn't a beach at which you can do this, it's a concert. Both of them look to be making the kissy-lips, but the dude has a smoke, which might be the reason for him. Or, they almost look like they are leaning together for a kiss, only the photographer, only the photographer has no concept of timing, and snapped it too early. True, he's rocking the Jesus bling, but it's really not obnoxious in the absence of faux dogtags or other douchebagifying jewelry. Other than these (quite possibly circumstancial) minor indicators, there's really not much to go on for a douche rating. He's got a no nonsense haircut, no ridiculous tats, no douchey (visable) clothing, no pseudo-gang signs...all in all, pretty inoffensive. On the other hand, this could be a douche/bleeth coupling of the highest magnitude. Only time (and perhaps further pictures of this event) will tell.
 

"No tongue!" shouted Haley's dad as he dutifully fulfilled the role of chaparone. Blumpkins and rim jobs were one thing, but no daughter of his was ever, EVER, going to French-kiss a smoker.
 

The wank in the wife beater is about to get attacked by an angry sea lion.

Is he wearing a Garrison cap? My grandfather didn't spend the last 8 months of the war in a Jap POW camp for this disgraceful scene to take place!

He was actually stationed in Korea, but you get my point.
 

confused, arnold faced the wrong way during the entire show, screaming that the noise behind him be kept down.
 

I'm not great with measurements or anything but I'd guess he's about five foot four inches. See, kids, smoking stunts your growth.
 

hey what is Chris Farley doing behind the chick there?
 

These DBs need a little attention from the Largest Street Gang in America:

http://blogs.myspace.com/boilingfrogs101

I STILL dont know how to do a hyper-link.
 

@ Scooby-Dooby-Douche

What about the chest shave????
 

All I can say is that this pic is surely of a level in Medusa Oblongata's personal hell.
 

"Extra, extra, read all about it, a douchebag minus tatts!" Cubbers cried as his pal Rodney hoisted the latest edition high into the air.

+++++++++++++++++++

The Three C's: a cross on his neck, a cootchie-cootchie on his arm, and a coffin nail in his mouth.
 

As the putrid stench filled the air, Marcus screamed out what everybody else was thinking: "IS THAT STENCH FROM OSCAR'S PIT OR CYNTHIA'S BOX??"
 

Dude looks as intellegent as Andy Milonakus-Bag in the background is skinny.
 

Man, Artie the Strongest Man.....in the World sure has let himself go there.

Why is he screaming?

Where is his striped shirt?
 

Somewhere in a parking lot in Arizona, DJ Bello slowly realizes he missed the greatest party of the year. And he danced through the sadness.
 

Batboy realized coming to the Sammy Hagar concert was a mistak so he decided to jet.
 

it is oddly titillating to see several large garbage cans behind the douchebag.
 

As his dentures locked into the "open" position Elmer learned a hard lesson about the adhesive nature of donkey jizz.
 

I would do her...

... with Notadouche's grandma's dead left arm after it was tethered to one of Oprah's taut fallopian tubes; which was then duct taped to the end of Sergeant Scrote Stain's blistering hemorrhoid.
 

Donkey Jizz.
 

@ Mr. White 7:28 PM

Bravo, sir!

I find it interesting that the cum dumpster front and center is the only female in a shot that depicts a number of people.

I find it strange that the screaming (yawning?) defect to the right is the only one wearing his headgear in a normal, non-douche fashion.

I am horrified that the geek in the background in the orange shirt appears to be showing the fuckwit in camo shorts just how far he plans to shove his forearm up his rectum.
 

Holy shit, that's Peter Griffin!
 

is that raven riley???
 

vinnie looks like he was birthed out of the aliens neck in MIB

-douche bagel
 

Its Neptunes