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Monday 22 December 2014

Dickhead Anecdote #14: Tinder Dickheads


Final Anecdote of the year y'all,
And to get in the christmas spirit we've done nothing.
Here's some shit we did on Tinder...







 



You know what though? Some girls were Dickheads back.
Sick tings. Look.


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And this troll of a profile picture



Merry Xmas, Dickheads.

Dickhead Of The Year 2014 to be announced soon...

Thursday 4 December 2014

November Dickhead!

It's December already?
Dickhead of The Year 2014 is almost over.
Boy do we have a year to be proud of.
Here's what happened last month!

Facebook Dickhead

Everyone knows a Dickhead that broadcasts his or her Dickhead thoughts via Facebook statuses.
The gang almost (ALMOST) felt bad nominating this guy, Rinza, 'cos, truth be told, they don't really know him that well.

Still, a Dickhead's a dickhead. And DOTY will hunt them down...












I know, right?
Dickhead.





Piff Friday Dickhead

The Dickhead Gang usually celebrate their weekends by hanging out on a Friday night, sharing a few bags of piff and passing round a bong. Often in between activities such as freestylin' rap bars, sippin' sambuca and watching bullshit on the internet.

When the crew DO write bars, one person usually doesn't get involved, Rich. It's not out of some self moral high ground or because he lacks the talent but purely because sometimes he thinks he lacks the talent. 

On this one particular Piff Friday, Chris tells media expert, Deeby, to get out his camera and record the night. It was to be a night of “Off the Top” lyrical maliciousness and misogyny, the sort to give Eminem a scare as he witnesses our lyrical phylogeny... and boy did it go well. 
Chris dropped 64 bars.
Deeby dropped 64 bars.
Chris was performing to the camera like a rap god. Deeby followed suit Everyone was hype, everyone was rapping and then... So did Rich... and he was amazing.

Deeby forgot to press record though. There were some special moments that night... and nobody else will ever know.

Dickhead.


Elf Dickhead

Half the Dickhead Gang decided to join a 6 a side football league. Rushed into giving the organisers a team name, Captain Rich declares that “We are to be called East London's Finest … But just type it in as E.L.F” he tells us (Not sure what was wrong with calling them “The Dickhead Gang”).

The night of the team's first game quickly arrives and it's at this point when the team fixtures and kick off times are finally published. Also at this point, the team names are up in flashing lights and on banners. Every league player got to feel pumped for the coming weeks and pride for the team they were representing. Confusion fell upon The Dickhead Gang though,when they found out that their team name was “Elf”.

Now not so pumped for the coming weeks or any pride for the team they were representing, the gang trudged onto the tournament as other teams laughed and joked. With a team name like “Elf”, they were surely not to be taken seriously. For the next three weeks, Rich heard a barrage of insults at his incapability to remember to put in full stops.

It wasn't until moments before this post was written that a few of the gang wanted to find out what the teams current position in the league was. Of course, their go to guy for info like this was Captain Rich. Problem was, when they asked, Rich was all like “I Dunno...”
“How do you not know? You're the manager, aint ya?” they asked.
“No.”
“Well who is then?”
“He is.” Rich answers, pointing at the only member of The Dickhead Gang yet to earn himself a Dickhead Nomination.

Meet Cons, Ladies and Gentlemen.


And he was happy to carry on letting Rich take the heat...

Ha. What a Dickhead.



Who d'you think wins this month?
Last round of nominations in December.
Keep your eyes peeled.

Dickhead out.