"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I ask you this: What defines a 'smelly pussy'? Is there an objective way to determine that conclusion?"

She still doesn't hold a candle to the CIA's greatest assassin:

I also found his remarks to be pretty bigoted, but I guess he gets a pass in the media since he's respected as a "bad boy chef" in the vein of Bourdan, Ramsay, and Chang.

What is up with these sexless tunes? Back in the 90's, we had a wealth of sleaze. Now get off my lawn.

Nah, I'd rather associate Bieber with Kramer in the Calvin Klein episode of "Seinfeld."

Come to think of it, many of the big 00's indie-rock singers came across as nothing more exciting than record store clerks who had the cool "recommendations" lists.

No kidding, I recall reading it back in college.

This reminds me of the famous Onion article, "Marilyn Mansion Now Going Door-to-Door Trying to Shock People."

That evening, Linda Schmidt was preparing to drive her daughter Alyssa to a Girl Scouts meeting when she found Manson standing on her porch draped in sheep entrails.

The BBC's old plan was to air "The Sound of Music" and other "upbeat" movies in the event of a nuclear attack in order to keep the spirits up for survivors trapped in fallout shelters.

Good gawd, Tommy looks bitterly defeated.

Nice move on your ex-BF Jean-Michel, Maddie.

My former co-worker had the same rosy view of Palin in '08. She liked her since she was basically from her tribe (Anglo-Saxon, evangelical Christian, Goddamn Hanoi Jane, I-betcha-you'll-like-my-brownies mom).

Stay tuned for 2017 when Blade Runner fanboys will demand, "Where's my Pleasure Replicants?"

At least Flea reached his middle-age, just like what the movie predicted.

Fivesomes always look so fun and effortless in porn, what's absent: the whiskey dick issues (remember guys, don't get drunk before an orgy), the impromptu defensiveness (as in "this (guy or girl) is MINE, now stand the hell back!"), the guys realizing, "Aw crap, I don't my buddies to see my junk!," and the couch…

Peach schnapps: the classic gateway booze for teens. That and White Russians.

Hmm...in my experience, fivesomes are like student group projects - two or three people do all of the good work, while the rest do a little busy work and then grow bored or lazy and later brag to their friends about feats they never did.

All I recall about my Y2K celebration was my neighbor smoking a cigar and bragging about investing in lots of gold in the event of economic collapse. That and I watching a very bored Ted Koppel with no disaster news to report.