A couple weeks ago, the Spanish newspaper El Pais caught up with Marcos Rodríguez Pantoja who in 1965 was discovered in Spain’s Sierra Morena mountains living with wolves. It was later revealed through several investigative projects, including the 2010 documentary Among Wolves (Entrelobos) that at the age of about…
On a nearly moonless night in late May, as I stumbled down a wide, smooth path near a large campground in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, it suddenly occurred to me that I can’t see in the dark anymore. I’m not sure when I lost this ability, since I hardly ever get to test it these days; most of my life has…
You, the people, have spoken your truths, in the most exciting online poll you have taken in your entire lives. And now, after one-and-a-half nailbiting weeks, we have a winner.
Let me be honest: I audibly gasped at the outcome of Final Four voting, and the heat was as close as could be.
I am mad that I have Europe’s “The Final Countdown” stuck in my head for this, but it is in fact the FINAL COUNTDOWN: Our four most popular March Madness teams will, after this vote, be pared down to two and in just a few days, we will have a winner. Do you FEEL like you’re giving BIRTH? Here, listen to this (and…
Can you see the finish line? I can, but I seriously do not know where this will end. Let’s see how our choices fared this time around as we enter the realm of the “Elite 8.” I just learned that term today, cool, right?
You know, the outcome of this poll thus far is really informative about you guys; specifically, that you like free shit and total relaxation. I can deeply relate! In Round 3, though, we’re really getting into the zone of tough choices.
We are motoring right along, friends, in the ALL-IMPORTANT DEATH MATCH that is, in fact, a celebration of LIFE! As we enter round two, let me remind you of our only rule, or at least the best way to vote: you are voting for the thing you like better, so ultimately the two things you like the BEST end up battling it in…
Wow, it’s Day Three of March Madness: Childhood vs. Adulthood and we’re getting ever-closer to jumping into the next round, so let’s get right into it!
It’s day two of this year’s March Madness, Childhood vs. Adulthood, and the heats are... heating up! Let’s do this, friends and fans of theoretical sports tournaments.
I’m going to be honest: choosing a March Madness theme was a little tough this year because we are all feeling... a little more existential than usual. But the complicated tenor of our spirits was exactly how we landed on Childhood vs. Adulthood, resulting in perhaps one of the most joyous brackets we’ve ever had.
I treat my cat like my adult son—he’s an artistic, fierce-willed boy capable of anything he sets his mind to, and I make it my mission to fill him with a confusing mixture of overblown praise about his genius, and insults about his mediocrity to knock him down a peg and make sure he has wholly realistic expectations…
For the first few years after I was born, my parents drove a ‘78 Monte Carlo, and my earliest childhood memory is of burning my ass on it in the parking lot of what might have been a Shoney’s.
When I was 10 years old, I knew both very little about sex and also more than I should have. I hadn’t had “the talk” with my parents yet, and sex hadn’t been covered in school. But I knew that the general idea of sex meant a penis going inside a vagina—my world, as is true for the majority of kids in America, was very…
I'm going to start with the story of how I learned that Santa didn't exist. It's not a happy story, as these types of stories generally aren't, but I'm laughing about it now. And I hope that the people whose stories were compiled into a list of painful revelations on Buzzfeed are laughing too. Or at least have a good…
Do you want to terrorize young, unsuspecting children when they are at their happiest? Follow this video as a guide!
Some of today's biggest names in the romance novel business took a break from writing about down-and-dirty sex with "forbidden" lovers to share some sweet memories of childhood. Awww.
If you have been on the Internet in the past few weeks, it's likely been brought to your attention that Barbie, a little hunk of plastic shaped like a woman with synthetic hair on it, appeared in Sports Illustrated. Many feminists see this unholy union as a perfect reification of the problems with both crumbling…
"This place is three floors? Oh my God," a wide-eyed dad let slip after taking a quick pic of his gleeful daughter. "Holy cow," he added a moment later, still unable to process what he'd gotten himself into. Clearly someone had not been properly prepared for the sublime majesty of the Fifth Avenue American Girl…
There's a penis on my backpack. A real one. I need to go to school but there's this large, black penis lazily resting on my backpack and really don't know what to do. I am 12, kneeled down in front of this penis like I'm examining a strange leaf or perhaps a weird mushroom. I hesitantly reach for my pink backpack…
