A member of a longstanding elite fraternity, harboring resentment against the lower classes. This resentment has festered into a deep-seeded melancholy, often manifested publicly by a propensity towards collar-popping, a subconscious externalized demonstration of a yearning to be wearing a vampire cape.

1.An uninspired, dull, or derivative artwork; one that does shame to the very concept of art. Music can often be an artfuck, something that tries all too hard to be "dark" or "brtual" and ends up just insulting the genre it's imitating.
See: pop goth, trendcore, pop punk, nu metal

2.Title of a Virgin Prunes album, "Artfuck: a Compilation of Rarities"

You know those weird gothic kids who hang out at places like Waffle House, IHOP, and Denny's in the wee hours of the morning? That's exactly what I'm talking about. See, a friend and I recently discovered exactly WHY goths are so attracted to these places.

"WAFFLES. THEY'RE SO FUCKING SPOOKY. Why didn't I see it before?! I mean, have you ever looked at one of those mofos? Pure. Anguish. Their brief lives are pain. They've been simmered in a hot pan or iron quite possibly burnt, only to be consumed by the consumer MACHINE, yo."

Waffles are therefore obviously a symbol of gothic culture.

A frat boy in black clothes who hosts the questionable show "Ghost Adventures." He's a wannabe who tries to be all dark and "goth" when he is just an ex wedding photographer who is in it for the money. Ghosts, what ghosts? Oh, that's a paycheck. Nevermind.

Also in the Douche Bagans collective are the fat, pimply chicks who have never been laid and will do anything to get with him or simply have him "retweet" them on Twitter.