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by Stephen Lea Sheppard
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Big Bavarian Boobs and Beers by Martin Fengel
I was on the isolated end of a small island near Tahiti; no one was around for miles. I decided to do some nude sunbathing. That was nice for a while, but I'd brought a Hawaiian sling on the airplane, which is a long pole, a rubber band, and a trident affixed on the end for spear fishing, so I figured I should use it. Read more | Comments (7)
A new World of Warcraft-style role playing game caches in on the hilarious trend that’s sweeping America: trying to revolt against the evil Obama administration and turn the country into one large God-fearing, gun-toting, liberal baby-eating libertarian paradise! Read more
Leather, loopholes, and the wonderful world of sensationalist US politics, through the eyes of a Canadian. Read more | Comments (6)
When a band writes a song that’s titled so simple, so unapologetic, and with no room for misinterpretation, it’s incredibly refreshing. “Boys Who Rape Should All Be Destroyed” is about how boys who rape should all be destroyed. Yes! It’s by the Raveonettes and it’s a total Kumbaya vibe, but about hurting fucked up assholes with power trips instead of, like, God. Read more | Comments (4)
If there’s one thing I couldn’t care less about, it’s soccer, though I am suddenly forced to care. The authorities from German media watch group FSM have contacted me, presumably because of Robert Enke, the retard who jumped in front of a train. Read more | Comments (9)
Having Google sponsor your big book party might feel a bit like the coal industry sponsor your climate change campaign, or a big computer maker sponsor your feisty, ragtag technology site. Read more
The American College of Obstetricians and Gynecologists does not want you to have fries with that. Read more | Comments (11)
by Stephen Lea Sheppard
Big Bavarian Boobs and Beers by Martin Fengel
My housemate is a prostitute. Over time, she has made friends with her fellow professionals: streetwalking, not-at-all classy friends, who come over and drink all my tea and gossip about their tawdry escapades.
More than 150,000 Czechoslovakians and other nationalities decided fleeing the Iron Curtain was worth the risk of barbed-wire barricades, electric fences, mines, and other death traps.
Why does this guy get to live in Manhattan and I don't?
A bull named Terciopelo [Velvet] gored the Colombian bullfighter Álvaro Múnera, aka “El Pilarico,” in 1984, confining him to a wheelchair for life. Now he's a hardcore animal rights defender and nothing less than the Antichrist for tauromachy [the art of bullfighting] aficionados.
Chemical castration for pedophiles, yeah, yeah, whatever. Can we please start talking about what the punishment will be for the people who went to see I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell instead?
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