The Dinkleberry is a lifeform that resembles a male
human, with the sartling difference that everything he says makes him sound
like a chauvanistic DINK. The Dinkleberry prides himself on being the worlds' best manwhore, when in
reality he has simply resorted to hitting on every whore that walks by. He does not realize that this is indeed pathetic rather than an accomplishment.
The Dinkleberry species can often be found perusing local stripclubs, with the clearly conceited attitude that every half-naked
girl that looks at him is immediately in love with his insanely premature bald spot and nauseating
Aqua-Velva cologne.
The Dinkleberry's average
day consists of
bullshit one-liners that your grandpa wouldn't have used, and a busted ass Blackberry that he carries out of belief that it makes him look
cool. (He likely has no idea how to use the Blackberry as his conscious mind is far too self-absorbed to think of anything but himself and how amazing he simply MUST be.)
The Dinkleberry's diet consists of 3-
day-old takeout that his dog likely licked after licking its own crotch, dirty panties that he stole from a wide variety of hookers, and crust-covered chocolate covered almonds, as the Dinkleberry secretly loves to suck nuts.
"I can't believe that
Chris thought he was such a smooth dude. Check out that receding hairline."
"Fuck, what a dinklebery."
"I wonder what that smell is all about?"
"It's
stale nuts. The Dinkleberry clearly just finished
breakfast."
