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Hot Chicks With Douche Bags, A Site You Should Be Visiting

The fifth installment of a segment titled, Sites That You Should Be Visiting.

Hot Chicks With Douche Bags
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The description near the site’s header, “Pictures of hot chicks with total and complete douche bags. With commentary.” is quite succinct but really manages to explore pretty much the entire idea behind today’s Site That You Should Be Visiting: Crawling the web for pictures of “hot girls”, or what most idiotic men would call “hot girls”, posing with men who display serious symptoms of douche-iness.

You know those awful pictures of young people “partying” (when did that become a verb?) that you seem to stumble upon while on facebook or myspace? They usually have some bar or party-site’s logo in the corner. There seems to always be someone flashing a hand-sign (westside, eastside, the shocker, sideways peace sign). There is usually a red cup or alcoholic drink in the hands of the subjects or near the subjects and, if there’s woman in the picture, there’s certainly always a douche bag present.

Your blog host, Douchebag1, believes that to be a “douche”, you really only need to have one of the many following elements on your persons while posing in a picture with a hot chick: Bad spray tan, pursed-lipped “blue-steel” facial expression, the non-punk mohawk, the fauxhawk (much worse than the the non-punk mohawk), overly flamboyant clothes, a popped collar, shirtlessness, obvious steroid abuse, huge gel’d spikey hair, a fuzzy cowboy hat, a waxed chest, an oiled chest, etc. (I could go on, believe me). Db1 finds the pics, posts ‘em and invites us all to join in on the written smack down.

[Pictured above, a choice selection: mohawk, graphic t-shirt with olde english type font, soul patch (gag) and the mega-smirk. All tell-tale signs of the advanced stages of party boy douchebaggery. God, this looks like half of the male bar-patrons in my town; Scary.]

So get out your favorite aerosol-powered body spray (cologne isn’t supposed to spray!), unbutton your button up and throw on your favorite mandana, you’re about to waste a lot of time laughing at this extensive library of douche.