"Wanna see the biggest bubble ever?!"
First times are a popular YouTube social experiment these days - lesbians touching a penis for the first time, gay men touching boobs for the first time, the list goes on. It's funny and click-baity, sure, but people are also learning more about their own sexualities and thoughts on body image.
Mike Birbiglia is an immensely likable guy, the sort you think would make a great friend. Anyway, that's what I was considering throughout his current--and third--stint at the Lynn Redgrave Theater, this one dubbed Thank God for Jokes.
"What did the banana peel say to the gorilla?"
After my recent article, dogs or a date at Valentine's, the question was raised in our house whether I preferred spending Valentine's with the dogs rather than my husband. So it got me thinking.
As a young man I had a pet frog I was very fond of. But after the frog became badly jaundiced, with its skin turning yellow and scaly, it died. I wrote a farewell poem to it. With a nod to Elton John, I titled the poem, "Goodbye Yellow Sick Toad." I've always liked puns.
I, like so many others, have the nasty habit of saying that I hate Valentine's Day. February 14th looms over me like a dark cloud every year, and yet I'm always the one raining on everyone's parade.
The lovable arrow-slinging boy -- once known for cherubic looks and igniting romance, now known for alternating stints between jail and rehab -- faces yet another arrest, this time for assault with an arrow and indecent exposure.
It's the Tinder of electoral politics and places an emphasis on the art of hygienic schmoozing. A pleasantly odiferous group of followers holds a distinct advantage. People still talk about the delicious cookie smell that emanated from John Edwards' supporters back in 2004.
The Bernie Sandwich, named after Democratic candidate Bernie Sanders, is known primarily for what isn't in it than what is in it. Here's how to make one.