On Wednesday night, a couple of Florida Men delayed the start of a gubernatorial debate due to a dispute over a fan. A fan aimed square at Charlie Crist's balls.
After being pummeled in the 2012 elections, the GOP has been asking itself, over and over, the infernal question it cannot seem to answer: What do women even care about? Finally, almost two years and dozens of embarrassing news cycles later, they have their answer. Wedding dresses. Bitches love wedding dresses.
There are people in Florida who are waiting in football field length lines, some for up to eight hours, to exercise their right to vote as their own Governor fights to silence them. Aint that America?
Joel Stein's story about the jailbound Joe Francis in the April GQ begins with Joe remembering the first time they met one another, six years ago; God it was great. They'd been in the Girls Gone Wild tour bus, watching the crew tape some chick on a bunk bed. Joe had told Joel to fill a Mike's Hard Lemonade bottle with…
POW! A lone bicyclist woke up a lot of tourists with his improvised explosive device in Times Square early this morning. But he doesn't seem to have destroyed anything. Not the Quiksilver Board Riders Shop? Not Sephora? Not Planet Hollywood or the freaking headquarters of Vogue? Oh, well. Is this a big deal in the era…
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