I am convinced that there is a place where douchebags are born and raised (and after seeing "Jersey Shore," it's quite possible I know the exact geographic location...). They are eventually sent away to college and, at the right moment, with a flip of a switch, their dbag homing device is activated and they move to my city. They flock to other dbags in little dbag packs all over the greater metro area. Today while channel surfing, I ran into a fabulous new trashy show to watch: "Is She Really Going Out with Him?" At least I don't *usually* allow my dbags to hang around for more than a date or two... but thats not the point! To quote the show's intro:
"It's a global plague. The greased muscles, the spikey hair, the orange tan, the Total Tool. What forces bring sweet, innocent cupcakes into the land of the ass-grabbing assclowns..."
And no, I don't know the man at the top of this page. However, the combination of neon orange tan + greased hair + strangely dewy complexion can mean only one thing: DBAG.
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