In the ass.

Basically there is no difference between Vice readers and high-powered day-traders besides the degree of pretension.

Will These Fuckers Ever Stop?

In a better world, this month’s Cocksucker would need no introduction.

I’ve decided to shift the focus of Cocksucker away from asshole Republicans for the moment and shift it to space alien performance artists masquerading as conservative pundits.

f President tWit is going to claim that God wants him to be president, than I going to blame motherfucking God for the insane mess we find ourselves in today.

The Radical Moroccan Pizza Deliverer

It is a very rare thing indeed when I feel like picking up a rifle and shooting someone.

“A Fool And His Money Are Soon Celebrated On The Television”

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