Most music videos are made by a collection of musicians, directors, writers, cameramen, stylists, performers, and other audio-visual artists and specialists who have come together for the love of a song—or a paycheck. Other music videos, such as the one for Mary J. Blige’s “World’s Gone Crazy,” are not so much “made”…
At the end of the popular film Titanic (1997), Rose, the film’s protagonist, now an elderly woman, throws an expensive necklace into the ocean and then goes to bed to (apparently) die.
Speaking to evangelical leaders in Florida on Thursday, Donald Trump emphasized the importance of this year’s election to Christians in general and Donald Trump in particular, who, by his own account, must win in November or spend eternity in the lake that burneth with fire and brimstone.
Thousands of delegates have traveled to Philadelphia to selflessly take part in their democracy. Here are probably half of them waiting for a shuttle to transport them between the Convention Center, the Wells Fargo arena, and their hotels. According to Weather.com, it currently feels like 109 degrees.
Welcome to ConBag, a daily roundup of gossip from the Republican National Convention, which we are attending for four very long days.
As promised, Fergie has released a new song entitled “MILF $”—pronounced “MILF money”—and as promised, I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals, and I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, “Come!”
Today while staring at my bargain-basement wall calendar of the majestic Rocky Mountains, I made a thrilling realization. In the summer of 2016, for the first time in over a decade, I am not invited to a single wedding. Not one. The weddings—they are finally over.
Look, motherfuckers. Hell is no laughing matter. It’s an actual place where the souls of people who do bad things are sent by God to their eternal damnation. And one of the damnedest things a soul can do, is make a joke about hell.
In an unlikely union of two of the most loathed subcultures in America, Rolling Stone reports on an afterhours networking group called Dead aHead, in which Wall Street Deadheads come together and unite in their mutual love for the Grateful Dead and...money, I guess.
The scenario earlier today at SeaWorld checks off many of the qualifications of torture: being trapped in a giant elevator suspended 200 feet in the air for two hours—while hearing nothing but “Winter Wonderland” as news ‘copters fly around capturing the horror.
Is it hot in here, or is it just hell?
I mean it literally, though. As a longtime hell-dweller, I can say with great authority that cab service sucks here. We love you, Uber!!! Welcome to hell!!!
There's a calm that comes with surrender. Like Joan of Arc on the stake or a particularly stoic French aristocrat approaching his own death at the guillotine, we the American people have made finally peace with our makers and are giving in to the slow torture that accompanies a trip to the airport.
A Harris Interactive poll commissioned by California online data-storage company Backblaze found that one in five Americans is genuinely concerned that the world will come to an end this Friday. We have to take the this with a huge grain of salt because it's in no way a real survey, but still: Damn.
A high school Valedictorian in Oklahoma says she uttered the word "hell" during her commencement address because she was taking inspiration from Twilight. But tipping one's hat to a poorly-written book saga about a boring whiner and the controlling undead sparkledick who loves her wasn't what got her in trouble — it…
We have mixed feelings on God in these parts, but it turns out "He" had one thing right: if you threaten to punish bad deeds with an eternity spent in fiery misery, people shape up really fast. Or so says a new study that found that countries where there is a strong belief in hell also have lower crime rates. Who…
The gig's up, homos — Republicans in Illinois are on to your bullshit. They know that all these pinko attempts to strengthen anti-bullying rules are all just part of the gay agenda, an attempt to actually keep the Christian kids down by stripping them of their god-given right to inform all the sissies and limp-wrists…
There is no pain quite like the pain that accompanies the dissolution of a live-in relationship. In a way, only when you find yourself arguing about HALF the cost of THE LARGE MEASURING CUP do you really understand it's over.