Anthony Weiner, who will forever bear the title of “disgraced former congressman,” is once again out of a job. This time, he’s been let go from a PR firm he joined just two months ago. The firm’s leaders claim the decision was mutual. Weiner? Yeah, not so much.
Last week, Sydney Leathers exploded back into public view with the confession that she'd been financially dominating a midwestern legislator who had slipped in hiding his identity. Now, the Indiana congressman has come forward and apologized to those he loves for getting into a relationship with Leathers.
Sydney Leathers, the woman who Anthony Weiner was caught sexting while running for office, has exposed another one of her high-profile paramours. According to Leathers she had no idea that a man she called "Bitch Boy" was a lawmaker until he started sending her expensive gifts from Amazon.
Yesterday, I saw a piece about Anthony Weiner on Politico. Within this piece, Anthony announced his departure from politics as his own decision, long in the works. I found this interesting: not just because it was me, rather than his commitment to fatherhood, that crushed his political dreams, but also because he once…
Early last fall, America watched with salacious glee as a 22-year-old Indiana woman named Sydney Leathers changed from sky-high heels into flats to chase disgraced NYC mayoral candidate Anthony Weiner through a Midtown McDonald's. Since then, Leathers has gone back to school, has a boyfriend, and is trying to move on…
Sydney Leathers, the chick who turned her sexting relationship with Anthony Weiner into something resembling a media career, has really managed to stretch out her 15 minutes. But for Leathers, elongated infamy is one thing and elongated labia another. That's right, she's having labiaplasty. And she's auctioning off…
Anthony Weiner concluded a disastrous New York City mayoral primary by being chased through a Midtown McDonald's pursued by a scorned 23-year-old sext partner in spike heels and then driving off flashing his middle finger like the Wiz Khalifa of losing elections, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Our long regional…
After netting only 5%(ish) of the vote in NYC's Democratic Mayoral primary yesterday, prolific sexter Anthony Weiner has little choice but to go limping off into the sunset. But it wouldn't be right if the Saga of Carlos Danger simply petered out. No, in order for this story to properly conclude, America needed…
Gracious gentleman Robert Pattinson thinks the masses of people who are responsible for his success are disgusting troglodytes who hide under rocks. He also creatively slams the guy who invented the moniker "R-Patz" as "fat." SICKBURN.
Meet H., a 28-year-old independent Las Vegas escort who thinks Sydney Leathers should reconsider her business model — and that the rest of us should stop attacking her for blabbing while she figures out her next move.
Sydney Leathers wears a lot of hats lately — internet mistress, bikini model, XM radio muse, profesh masturbator — but until now, I bet you didn't realize that she was also a terrible writer.
Have you seen the Sydney Leathers porn video yet? I have. And it's only a matter of time before you succumb to your curiosity, too. Just so you're prepared, here are 69 things more erotic than Sydney Leathers on a couch that isn't hers, talking about Anthony Weiner and fiddling around with her vagina on camera. Just…
Much to the chagrin of the local tabloid headline writer, at this point it's probably safe to say that Anthony Weiner will not be the next mayor of New York City. But something odd has happened as this golden age of dick punmaking in the name of journalism draw to a close— suddenly, we're talking more about the…
Fresh off a meeting at adult film studio and perhaps the most ill-advised bikini photo shoot in the history of bikini photo shoots (most of which are ill-advised), Anthony Weiner's e-mistress Sydney Leathers appeared on Howard Stern's show today where she talked metric tons of shit about her former pretend paramour.…
When men in the public eye engage in unsavory sex stuff, there's a choreography to navigating the path to redemption they're automatically afforded — the tight-lipped presser, the pledge to attend therapy or recommit to religion or husband the shit out of their wives, and then, after some strategic radio silence, the…
