Honestly, I've taken all I can from the animals we call "men," and as a heterosexual man that's saying something. Those pigs have pushed me to breaking point.
Lurking behind every YouTube thumbnail is a well-camouflaged bear trap, waiting to violently snap shut on your already fragile sense of self-worth.
I didn't come all the way from England and finally get my own HBO program only to rant about an orange devil destroying our planet each week. I came to talk about guinea pigs.
Just last Thursday I was entertaining over 50,000 guests at my bi-weekly “Salute to Bear Traps,” which was meant to be just a fun, casual, and accident-free celebration. Oops.
A brutally honest portrait of the man you may or may not actually want to date. Warning: includes thoughts on masturbation.
I am Perineum, collector of moisture and bringer of grief—assailant to love and cunning puppeteer of adolescent boys.
All those dirty little secrets, tucked away in the bowels of one man, revealed here for everyone to read. Don't look so nervous, girls.
Human relationships getting stale? Save time, breath, and money by investing in the emotional and sexual stability of a lifelike robot model.
Any reindeer that have seen graphic photos of the horrific effects of Red Nose Waffle or Silver Balls know it's nothing to mess with.
Welcome to 2012, a time when instead of expressing emotions interpersonally, we convey how we feel through a series of animated GIF files and YouTube videos.