Stackhousian date-rape poetry truly is unforgivable...as is house plant-level intelligence.
 

I don't care if they are polite, mock the shit out of 'em anyway. Book 'em.

- 'Bagamemnon
 

I'm ready for some more Stackhouse pooetry
 

www.themadchuck.wordpress.com
 

The hottness / douchbagness ratio in this pic is off the charts!
 

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Cailin is one hot bi Chick....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8rMic7-Uwas

Yeah!
 

Hmmm......that's a toughy.....What to say, then, about well-dresses, polished gentlemen who then act like giant asshat chlownshoes and treat everyone like dog crap...?
 

I suggest drinking more, THEN trying to answer this quandry.

The strategy doesn't usually seem to work, but it's a helluva lot more fun.
 

"Please douche."

"No, you douche first, I insist!"
 

Politely ask the douchebag if you can belt sand his face.

If he declines, politely offer the grinder instead.

"For every job, a proper tool".

Speaking of tools....etc.
 

Medusa nails it. Douche comes from within. The douche accoutrement, hat tilt, white belt, etc., are expressions of the inner douche, but not everyone has access to the same configuration of social levers that permit true douche expression. Asa a consequence, they are complete and utterly rank douchebags who should be taken out and shot, but because they wrap their douchosity in a Brooks Bros. / Armani suit, society sees them as "aggressive capitalists, making the world a better place through private enterprise" instead of being the douchie bunch of pirates, parasites, and murderous scumbags they really are.

I do my dead level best to find pictures of these freaks with something resembling a hot chick, but these motherfuckers are smarter than the average scrote, and they have a tight control over their image. They prefer to work in the shadows.

And who are they? The fuckstains who run BoA, goldman Sacks, Lehmanns (RIP), Wells Fargo/Wachovia, Hedge funds, health insurance, life insurance, etc. and so on. The actual "hard capitalists" disappeared in the 70s with the advent of the financial capitalists, and I can assure you they ALL see you as little more than slaves and drones whose sole purpose is to put money in their pockets. They are simply the most recent version of a type that has been around for a very very long time.

THOSE people are the douchous extremis, the ultimate in total baggery of all bagness. They are the most weasely weasels in all of weaseldom.

In comparison, they make Australopithecines like CroBagnon look like sympathetic characters, and indeed, a miserable meatheaded wretch like him has much more in common with YOU than some drippy ruling class cloacal effluence like Blankfein, Viniar, Cohn or Weinberg.
 

Wrist-danna trumps manners, which means this guy is a total douchebag even if he was sitting down for afternoon tea, drank it with his pinky extended and spoke with an English accent.

And I know this is off topic, but this is a crime against humanity.
http://edhardyshop.com/categories/edhardykids/edhardy-kids-favorite-shops/edhardy-kids-new-arrivals.html
 

@Troy

After reading your post, I went back and looked at the pic again. I have only one thing to say



I like boobies.
 

Toss the bags in the pool, dem chicks won't miss 'em.
Floaters with no ID.
 

To fully render a decision, we need to know if 'MC 900 Ft Douchebag' is a hott, and if the describe 'bumped' event involved said douche getting a cheap feel of some naught bits. And, was there a lingering odor of AXE body spray where the bumping occurred?

And here is a celebrity poo alert perhaps to be titled 'Dances with Orange'.
 

But wait! Is that the fair Josephine I see? Has Bagpoleon met his Waterloo? Inquiring minds want to know.
 

Methinks Troy speaks the truth.

Oh - and boobies!
 

@ The Count

Could be , if so good call.

Paging Dr. Wheezer, Dr Wheezer to emergency , Stat!




@ Troy

Re: Suit Coat Douche.

I own an insurance "franchise". Without naming names, the corporate fucks at this company drive me fucking batty.

First of all there are District Managers, District Manager Managers, Regional Managers, Zone Managers and finally a State Executive.

Our rates could be cut by 60% by keeping the DM and State Executive and tossing the rest on a burning pile of dog shit and tricycle tires.

Then they have Life Insurance Sales Reps. These people have one job: clog up my fucking e-mail. They are good. Better than Nigerian Princes with $10 million dollars that need to get it out of their country and Erectile Disfunction products.

Matter of fact I've clicked on more ED e-mails than from the Life Insurance Rep. One versus none.

Not to mention the credit union, Political Action Committee, Co-op advertising and I.T. fucks that wouldn't know a hard drive from a hard dickk.

I see red when some smarmy smiling fuckwad in the middle of this insurance management Ponzi scheme come glad handing it up at a district meeting. It's taken every shred of control not to dole out cockk punches.

Fuck!
 

On a happier note, The NASCAR race was relatively uneventful until the last two laps.

Best thing was the band that played before the race,

Miss Willie Brown.


Two nice looking gals with great vocals and a really kick ass band.

They'll be on Jimmy Kimmel Tuesday, check 'em out.
 

For those who like chesticles, there are both Boobies and Moobies in this photo, something to swimsuit anyone's proclivities.

There are bright colors to make the googliest of eyeballs pop even more.

There is stiff hair that refuses to blow in the wind, blown-out hair, and no doubt other forms of "blow" awaiting turn.

And white bods making shady spectacles of themselves, with light tans and dark eyewear...

And thankfully, NO TATTS!!!!

Mine eyes have been spared the ultimate douche insult of skin ruination. GIVE 'EM A PASS!!!
 

@Troy Tempest,

That was one of the most beautiful things written in these threads in a long time. And I thank Medusa for inspiring it.

Like the wise man once said, "no US citizen with an IQ over 110 is sober after 6:00 in the evening."

Cheers, my friend!
 

@Count Douche-a-la, 7:47 p.m. -

Here are a couple of Josephine pics:

Josephine I

Josephine II

I think she has more curvature to her hips than does the brunette hott in this photo, so my judgement is "not Josephine."

However, Bagpoleon met his Waterloo at birth, destined by genetics to be 5'2". But on that Facebook page he was so gracious to provide us, he now has a comment referring to his friend, Sonia Vera.

I think that may be Josephine. Happy fwapping!
 

Of course, if we keep talkin', we'll be makin' Bagpoleon famous.
 

@Vin

Love the lady rock-a-billy.

Thanks for the heads up.
 

@ the wheeze

yer right, this hot way to narrow at the hips to be HOH worthy Josephine

btw, thanks for the Sonia Vera link... blistered on various appendages now!
 

I almost wrote in with this exact dilemma a couple years back...I was at the gym and saw a guy dressed in jeans and ed hardy shirt with a hat tilt and talking on his cell phone while working out. I thought, what a total douche...Later we happened to leave at the same time, him about 20 feet ahead of me. When he exited he looked behind and saw me coming and waited a much longer than necessary amount of time to hold the door for me (he could have just walked through and i was far enough behind it wouldnt have been considered rude). I said thank you, and he replied "your very welcome"....I thought wow, is he still really a douche then? I always assumed douche clothing came with douche attitude. Not considerations and politeness
 

Even Stackhouse will probably buy you a drink before he crushes your pussy in a vile act of unprotected "sex".
The difference is that politeness is an affectation for these people, not a way of life.

Now back to my Clamato and vodka...
S
 

Joseph Mengele was polite.
 

@ Troy 5:05

I read your post last night but didn't have time to respond--I was mid-paint, and deeply engrossed in Alex Jone's InfoWars podcast. After considering the words of both you and Mr. Jones, I have one great concern....So, it's really not the Illuminati at work behind all of it, it's really Douchebags? I didn't think they were that smart....
 

While Vin and Troy are fighting with a deeper anger than I, I must say that I would punch my sweet sweet grandmother in the jaw if it meant I could have been in the board meeting where it was decided it was a cool idea to sell shitty beer in aluminum containers made to look like glass containers.
 

@ Troy
Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
I mean, you always bring the funny, but I especially appreciate a good ol' fashioned, blood-boiling, fist-shaker of a righteous rant. I've been known to fly off on them myself from time to time.

Except I like to shake my cane from a (drunken) seated position on the porch. Good and cathartic all the same. I raise my glass to you tonight sir!
 

MC 900 Ft Douchebag is sure easy to impress.

that's all i got.
 

@Veni, Vidi, Douchey...

I'm a dude, so there was no sexual subtext to the bump. It was just that, a bump on a packed subway car.

@ Steve L...

It's not that I was impressed but rather that it was so out of character from what I would have expected.
 

Kill 'em all I say.

Douchosity is a visual specticle. And yes it can be coupled with free-verse rants(HJBBaD and the great Stackhouse for example) but once you're visually compareable to scrote taint, you are 'bag.

You cannot blame an idiot for being a douche if he does not visually represent it. And you cannot grant leeway to a douche for speaking politely.

*orders another whiskey*
 

My little mini-me tells me these two chicks are hot, but my brain tells me the ratio of their hip width to shoulder width is not very feminine...
 

A douche with proper manners is still a douche. Manners can be faked, true choadness cannot.