Thank God this “50 Shades Of Grey” musical is just a parody. I don’t think Broadway is ready for the Red Room Of Pain just yet. But in the mean time, at least the NYU’s musical theater program is getting some work. [Flavorwire]
Okay, Internet. Everyone else can stop now. It’s time to go home. I have found the number one most f**ked up and depraved thing on the web: a clip from the first-ever Humpy Awards, a competition in Georgia where dogs and their owners compete in humping. Yes, you read that least sentence correctly. Keep reading »
This morning’s alarm clock rudely awoke me from a dream … but not just any dream. A sex dream. And not just any sex dream: it was a sex dream about Anthony Bourdain. You know, the food writer and host of “No Reservations”?
It is news to me that I am sexually attracted to Anthony Bourdain, who I always thought was kind of pompous and obnoxious. (I also had bad service at one of his restaurants on my 25th birthday, so there’s that.) But what was even more bizarre was that whatever we were doing to each other involved makeup brushes.
I woke up confused and just a tad disturbed. So it is time to show these sex dreams who’s boss! Listen up, subconscious: here are seven rules all sex dreams should have to follow. Keep reading »