The Douches Have Landed.

In news that should surprise no one, Douchebags have infiltrated downtown Minneapolis bars. So much so that vita.mn decided to make the Douchebag Affliction their cover story this week. The article is amusing but kind of a day late and a dollar short - um, newsflash: this has been happening for several years now, and the overabundance of these orange spray tanned, overly cologned, sunglasses-at-night-Ed Hardy rhinestone wearing fools are exactly the reason I NEVER frequent the following establishements: Spin, Aqua, Envy, Karma, BarFly, Bellanotte, Cowboy Slim's, Seven, 508 Bar, Drink, Bootleggers - prettymuch every bar on First Ave that is inundated with cops and bar fights every weekend thanks to these douches. I've been witnessing this phenomenon since about 1998 in San Francisco when dorks started making dot com money, bought themselves what they thought were sassy new wardrobes and threw their dolla dolla bills around buying drinks at cheesy bars in the Marina for even cheesier girls. Our fabulous city was soon overrun by what we called CHUDS (the earliest form of Douchebag discovered thus far). Luckily most of them lost their jobs and had to move back home with their mommies around 2002. Minneosta is a little slower to pick up on everything than the coasts, apparently including total douchebag infiltration.