“Whadda ya mean I don’t believe in God? I talk to him every day,” could be interpreted many ways…

Watching the former President hit the talk show circuit in support of his autobiography is truly sick, and we as a nation are to blame.

Basically you were nothing in the Metal world until you’d played the Hammy Odeon.

He stripped black music completely of dangerous, jungle rhythms and Negro hyper-sexuality while leaving all those pleasing melodies in place…

Something amazing happened. A sustained performance, the likes of which we see perhaps once per year in the sporting world.

“Since we think in language, the quality of our thoughts can only be as good as the quality of our language.”

Texas is far worse than California , even though they both eat fucking ass.

Some would argue that Ronald Reagan’s death on June 5, 2004 was the day the air seemed that much fresher…

If there is anything worthwhile, or pleasant, or fun, or even challenging, you can rest assured that a mom has opposed it.

Tucked away in one of the more unreadable sections of the poisonous No Child Left Behind Act is a striking provision…