DOUCHEDAY: Music to My Ears

I do apologize if some of the drawings are right: I got a new Android mp3 player and was dumb enough to download Fruit Ninja and Angry Birds.

My Class grades are bound to suffer.

Douchebag Darrel Archive

DOUCHEDAY: C is for Cookie

And lemme tell you.  Hell hath no fury like a cookieless jock.

Douchebag Darrel Archive

Staring Into the Abyss That is Tumblr

DOUCHEDAY: Don't Read That Book

You know, for all the Hell it took me to get this comic up, I really didn't think it was worth it.

I mean, the scan isn't even straight.

So enjoy the comic while I go wallow in self-pity and apple juice.  And thanks for not caring.

Defecation: Not for the Weak

I had to poop.

What can I say, I like subtlety.  Either way, as the bus rolled in to the school on Saturday morning, I knew in a matter of seconds that I would have to find the bathroom immediately.

If you’re an avid reader of Growls by Sprouls, you should know that I have…uh, issues with bathrooms.  Especially at this meet.

So you shouldn’t be too surprised here.

Anyway, I checked the time, and it was about 9:00 AM (yeah, waking up early on Saturday mornings are my guilty pleasure, I know).  This was ample time to go to the first bathroom I could find so I could do a number two.

That’s probably the most clever way of saying “I had to shit” that I think I’ve ever said.

I am moving up in the world.

Anyway, I walked quickly and sexily (Every girl’s crazy for a sharp-dressed man, remember) towards the bathroom, amidst the stares of every girl within a twenty-foot radius.

Of course, that might have been because my sexy suit walk looked like this:

Like I said, moving up.