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You've secured that ever-elusive and career-advancing position of intern (aka copy machine wench). Here's how to avoid the bulk of the bitchwork.
Valentine's Day may seem like a cute cuddly holiday, but that was before women made thoughtful acts mandatory. Pressure's on, fellas.
Week after week you clean up the results of our gross indiscretions, allowing us to continue our education toward not becoming a janitor.
Kenneth Gorelick, the man who once failed to make his high school jazz band, somehow duped Arista into marketing the dreaded Kenny G.
It's worthless on so many levels, yet it's rewatchable to the point of exhaustion. So where does the national obsession with KC come from?
Everything you need to know you learn in kindergarten. Unless you go to college, in which case prepare for a revised course of life study.
When I'm about to leave a party at home, I panic. What is the appropriate way to say goodbye to people? Do I go around and shake every single person's hand or just do a big homecoming queen wave to the whole party?
For years, men held the upper hand over women. Now, there are men who can't even leave the house without holding their woman's hand. Don't get pussy-whipped.
The story of the lone super-hottie who turned a sausage fest into a voyeur fest. Calling all amateur porn directors...
Listen, son, I'll just call up Jimmy Prindley's house and have a little talk to make this all go away. Now close your ears, this is adult time.
Fueled by moonshine and the freedom from parents, a high school party gives way to the drunkest, grossest morning after story ever.
Everybody has horrific date stories, but this is the ultimate tale of “Open Mouth, Insert Foot. Let's all weigh the importance of being earnest.