Douchebgas are unfortunalty unavoidable, and in the past two years or so they have infiltrated the masses like a swarm of shit flies popping up out of every turd around every corner. Completely unaware of their doucheyness, they strole into the night club imediatley purhcase the bathroom attendant cigars and proceed to hit on every chick in the bar evenutally irritating them to the point where a conversation with a decent fellow is now out of the question. Be sure to appologise to THEM when THEY hit YOU in the head with their cheap ass 2lb sterling sivler medallion while taking a myspace picture in the middle of a crowded dance floor.
These cheese dicks spend more money on hair products and body spray than any woman, liquid steel for the bullet-proof spiked "I was just traveling at the speed of light" Haircut that is the same as the other 7 friends there at the club with, oh and don't forget your popped collar and live strong bracelet...or the newest substitute the "affliction tee" (which I love and you asses are beating them into the ground and making them gay so stop it!) Just to make you all aware behind the fake brooklyn accent and all the other shit I just mentioned your only one wake-up call away from becoming a homo!
NEWS FLASH!: Entourage is a fuckin' TV Show
This video explains it all and I never get tired of watching it! Don't be suprised if you fit this description, just fix it fast!
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