So on the front lawn, the cops, who seemed like decent enough people for LAPD, asked me if I wanted to be taken in for a psychological evaluation.

“THREE-O-NINE! THREE-O-NINE!” I crudely affected like an overgrown toddler, exuberantly waving the hotel room key card…

I felt like I was entombed in Grimace’s colon.

And $14 an hour to play pool? Are you fucking kidding me? How much to fuck me in the ass with a frozen piece of…

The Crime: Substituting twee mannerisms and unbearable cuteness for “character…”

OK, so you’re pederasts. That’s the least offensive thing about this article.

Why the fuck does everyone see fit to indulge each billionaire who wishes to make a public spectacle out of his midlife crisis?

By turns a direct link to a finely tuned spirituality and a transfer of theme park values to the most sacred of relations, it is…

When I first heard word that Jerry Falwell – evangelist, activist, chubby scoundrel – had breathed his last at the age of 73…

I’m the first person to hand over a bit of cash to the less fortunate, even succumbing to liberal guilt on occasion and emptying my wallet