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Can we all calm down about the Oscar nominations, please?
Who else would publish something titled “Pat Sajak Has Always Been a Dick”?
“Messy, hilarious, joyous, shit show, stylish.”
“I got through a lot of Scotch eggs.”
Who else would publish something titled “Pat Sajak Has Always Been a Dick”?
More and more viewers are speed-watching films. We tracked some of them down and asked: Why?
Can we all calm down about the Oscar nominations, please?
Who else would publish something titled “Pat Sajak Has Always Been a Dick”?
“I got through a lot of Scotch eggs.”
More and more viewers are speed-watching films. We tracked some of them down and asked: Why?
Who remembers “badger badger mushroom”?
From goon caves to a $55 online “ritual” where dudes platonically jerk off with each other.
The "only on VICE" tales that never get old, from adult breastfeeding to the students who fell asleep shagging.
Somehow, the cowboy hat became the go-to piece of merch for Taylor Swift fans. It adds up... only slightly.
For those who feel insane staring at a timeline filled with NFL celebrity news while Rafah gets bombed.
Punch-ups at theatres, fights on aeroplanes: We asked “On Being Unreasonable” author Kirsty Sedgman what's going on.
Was everyone on The Island in on this big summer blowout?
Artist Harriet Richardson wanted to create a piece of durational performance art with actual romantic potential.
That a surgeon or doctor’s work amounts to art is indispensable for PR. Is there more to it than glossy platitudes?
Who else would publish something titled “Pat Sajak Has Always Been a Dick”?
Subtle romance novel covers and erotic audio apps make it easier than ever. Is that a good thing?
Jessica Elefante's “Raising Hell, Living Well” tells the true story of a reformed brand strategist recovering from always being online.
Even “supportive” cis comics I performed with lectured me on the limits of “identity-based comedy.”
If you’ve inadvertently found yourself in Miami, you might be wondering where to go to get a bit of a break from the hordes of shirtless partiers.
In Los Angeles, the afterhours scene is creating some of the most radical queer spaces I’ve ever seen.