This is a great trick by many master shade throwers: the feigning of earnest concern. It's a perfect tactic, because no one wants to be the asshole accusing you of being disingenuous. You can get away with a lot of shady shit by cloaking it in genuine worry for the other person. Throw in an understanding shoulder…

Shade Court is the single greatest regular feature of Jez: the Next Generation.

Billy, I hate to nitpick, but I have a problem with the headline. The phrase "insane, masturbatory rampage" should be "insane masturbatory rampage." You shouldn't use a comma when the last adjective outranks its predecessor and is an integral part of the noun phrase. In this case, the rampage is not both insane…

Sortland had a blanket, a cell phone and a box of Wheat Thins with him.

Lucky for the kid he's white.

Uh YEAH. Every late night pee I'm terrified to look in the mirror.

Since I was little. My grandmother's house had huge plate glass windows that looked into her pitch-black backyard at night, and I did everything I could to avoid looking out.

Your guy is probably funnier.

HOLY SHIT, LOOK AT ME??!!! LOOK AT ME?!!!?!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I've seen so many horror movies and read so much Stephen King that usually these stories don't get to me — yesterday's weren't that bad at all, to me — but holy crap if The Next Cabin Over didn't just freak the shit out of me. We also live way back in the woods, and at night it's pitch black out here and I'm always…

Ronald Reagan let 20,000 Americans die of HIV before he even mentioned the disease. The Obama administration started assembling a task force after the first American was diagnosed, or are you somehow blaming the president for what happened in that hospital in Texas, because you expect him to be the overlord of a…

I don't know. I met hundreds of men through the internet and was fine. But if I was dating nowadays I don't think I would drink out of anything but my own private flask, mad-eye moody style.

I think we need an in-depth article about all kinds of birthing shits. As a (currently and probably permanently) childless woman, I wish someone would lift the veil on This Phenomenon of Which We Do Not Speak.

I wouldn't be so sure about that. I've read that c-sections strongly increase the risk of autism.

Am I wrong to think that Kara was just quoting Camus, and her mother hasn't actually died (today or yesterday)?