Somebody already gnawed through her shirt.
 

OK I'll admit it.

I am actually Crucial Head.

But I am not Lamp.
 

Someone needs to tell Chicken Legs McMustardFartz in the background there that he just ruined his favorite black shorts. Gotta stay off the Jalapeño poppers, guy.

Note the tilde sign in jalapeño above; proof that I am actually Crucial Head, aka pommelhorse, axwielder, et al.
 

Meanwhile, opposite background side: Neckless McThicky awaits outside of the auditioning tent for his chance to secure the role of Tor in the Plan 9 From Outer Space remake.
 

I was wondering when the WMC photos would start slithering in....
 

^As you can see by the above 50's horror flick reference, I am also actually Baron Von Goolo.
 

Sausage fest
 

Sword fight
 

Hot dog hootenanny
 

Knockwurst knockaround
 

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Bratwurst brayers
 

Hide The Salami Marathon
 

I am actually anon. Every last one of them.
 

Anna Paquin is bisexual.
 

In that second pic, someone is playing tic-tac-toe on Curly's head.

And Curly's wearing nail polish. Not a good look.
 

Not so fast, DarkSock! Without looking, I think 'Tor' was the actor's name, not the character.
 

Yep, Tor Johnson played Inspector Clay.

Which proves that *I* an Baron Von Goolo. Whatever the fuck that means.
 

I am actually Sarah Palin. My youngest child is a ruhtard.

And I'd like Vin Douchal to bang me until my vision turns 20/20. 'Cause I'm sick of people getting me confused with Tina Fey already.
 

I"M ACTUALLY FUCCEWN DAKRSOCK! I PUNKD ALL YOU SLAPWHOARES!
 

That guy with the yellow shit-stained pants is gonna need a washboard to scrub those shorts on, and Bohunk here is the perfect solution.

And MiamiMiss is the perfect washmaid.
 

TARMAL at Passover is a good thing.
 

Props to Maria here, for having a sweet-ass body that's believeable, like its actually her body--not all silicone 'n shit. I tip my penis to you, Maria.

And props to the Miami Bohunk, too, for finally coming out of the closet.
 

I would skeet on that opening by her right hip. I would!
 

FLYTEETH is actually my radio-controlled, poo-sniffing manservant.

MUSH, FLYTEEHT! MUSH! HYAHH!!
 

btw, where is our old pal Crucial Head these days?

Not on vacation in Corfu with Pfah or anything?
 

obviously, there is a horse-peeing show at the other end of the courtyard.
 

short BoingBoing piece on Lucas Gray for @Mr. White
 

Her tan line is begging to be traced with my tongue.
 

Fuck these morons! What's going on on-stage in the second pic?
 

Ghost of Pumpy?
 

@Ms. (oops, Mrs.) Palin, 12.38

Recently I dreamt of you in bed with my wife, to whom you bear a strong resemblance, joined by your shared doppleganger, Ms. Fey. They tied you down, and violated you in unspeakable fashions so painful (yet pleasurable, you filthy mynx!) that the force of your clamped periorbital muscles reshaped your eyes' lenses, restoring your vision to 20/21.

Then Vin D. stepped in and finished the job...presumably...because after what had transpired, my interest had dwindled, the way a guy's interest in porn dwindles precipitously after...well...
 

Then she lied about the size of my cockk
 

@anon 1:19

That's geekalicious.
 

The shaved gorilla on the far right is freaking me out. You would half expect him to hulk out and create a trail of destruction and broken douche necks everywhere.

Wait a sec, I would welcome that. HULK OUT, shaved gorilla. HULK OUT!
 

Worst. Swimsuits. Ever.

Nothing makes a hot chick look like a misshappen sack of potatoes like these cutout suits. To pull it off, you have to be 6'4" and 115 lbs. And by pull it off, you know exactly what I mean.

Jeebus, I also am mesmerized by that shaved musk ox in the background. Too bad for him he's hung like a grape. You're not fooling anyone, Flex.
 

i am actually Pai Mei.

... i wish.
 

and by "i wish" i mean i really wouldn't mind it if i can render a hot bleeth (like Francine) immobilized and then ask her things like "you American women only know how to spend men's money, RIGHT?!1?!?!11?!?!!"

ah a bag hunter's dream come true...
 

Several years ago, if someone had told me that places exist where large groups of muscular ape-men wearing shorts and crappy running shoes congregated and acted like douchebags, I would have called bullshit. But now, after a couple years of visiting this site every day, I now realize it's all true. Thank you DB1, thank you for taking away my innocence.
 

D'bag school 101...raise your arms while in the tanning bed. Racing stripes will get you "the d'bag amongst d'bag's" award.