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Weekend Douche
http://weekenddouche.blogspot.com/
A weekend douche is someone who gets extremely drunk, i.e. shitcanned, hammered, piss drunk, etc., on a weekend and thus, acts like a douche. Weekend Douche is a compilation of stories of drunken debauchery which are sent to us by readers ... the editors contribute their own stories as well.
- Added on: May 4th, 2009
- Country: United States
- Language: English
- Author: Bob Wiley
- Listed in: Crude Humor Observational Humor
- Tags: funny alcohol hilarious drunk submissions drunk text
Recent Posts
This Week's Weekend Douche Is Brought To You By...The Bold and The Beautiful!!!
Let's be totally honest with ourselves, soap operas are totally up our alley! I had never watched one, aside from the always plot sophisticated random telenovella, until Bob Wiley suggested "The Bold and the Beautiful". Frankly, it changed my life....
Who's The Douche Now?
This past weekend I woke up at 8:30 in the morning extremely hungover and immediately started throwing up. After nursing my sickness and watching 2 previously taped episodes of "The Bold and the Beautiful", I left to begin my quest to buy sports bra...
Can You Run In Those Shoes?
This story comes from a dear friend of mine located in New York, New York. She would like to be known Spaghetti Cat. Okay, I want her to be known as Spaghetti Cat. The story comes from her college years. Awat we go! Warning: some might find this c...
Grub Street Covers BBQ Opening!
A couple of months ago New York Mag covered the re-opening of the BBQ by NYU. The article goes on to point out the non-affiliation of this particular establishment with the other Dalls BBQs and seems to imply that no one knows the underlying reason ...
The Circus Is In Town
Photo courtesy of CNN.comSo apparently they are going to open up that can of crazy and bring Michael Jackson's dead body to the Staples Center in L.A. Is it just us over here, or does it seem somewhat strange that they are televising the whole thing...
Kids Say The Darndest Things
I was hung over on the train the other morning ( naturally, since it was a day that ends in “y”) listening to some Peter Cetera on my Ipod when this 15 year old girl stood up. She walked to the center of the train car and said the following:“ ...
