A DCD is a DC Douchebag. For those of you not familiar with this particular breed of men, I’ll gladly you introduce you.
DCDs are definitely not limited by location, appearance, race, age, or culture. DCD is a state of mind. However, it does appear to be shockingly rampant in the district (Nova has temporarily earned a pass – please feel free to correct me if you have more experience in this particular region).
DCDs generally:
m.o.: undeserved entitlement
special talent: trickery and witchcraft (for example, fake greatness that tricks us into believing you are a good person only to follow it up with an overwhelming amount of douchebaggery)
favorite sport: one-ups-manship followed closely by name dropper-thon
likely career: lawyer, lawyer-to-be, hill staffer, husband with disappearing wedding band
superhero trick: ability to instantly disappear (often immediately after they have slept with you, attempted to sleep with you, and/or expressed their undying love for you)
interests: hair gel, boobs, kickball/wiffle ball, hating hillary clinton, boobs, mommy, douching, wii, boobs
They only exist because women are attracted to them
How marvelously you have captured a subtype. I dated one while he was still at Columbia, before he moved to DC and started working at the White House. He was 5’3″ and had serious issues about it.
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