Just this month we've been bitchslapped by the likes of four different blizzards, but those were all just warmups for the real winter storm that touched down last night on 60 Minutes: Stormy Daniels.
Let me paint you a picture: just over a month after the horrific deadly shooting at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School that killed 17 and wounded many more, lawmakers have made great strides in passing new gun violence prevention laws and making the protection of our citizens and children a top priority.
As Americans, exercising our right to vote is literally the least we can do to make sure that the people who represent us are at least somewhat supported by a majority of citizens.
As is the unfortunate reality with every mass shooting, every person with a mouth and an opinion has been shouting/tweeting/skywriting their stance on gun control on every possible platform since the Parkland shooting took place last week.
Rihanna is a living goddess, sent down from the heavens to bestow unto us the gifts of Fenty Beauty and an endless supply of straight bangers (if your inner middle school self doesn't still get hype over "Pon de Replay," you're wrong).
Olympics season is the best because the games are always on at weird hours, which means you get to watch gorgeous, graceful figure skating routines by Adam Rippon on a dive bar TV while you chug vodka cranberries and imagine that the Cardi B song bumping in the background is the actual track he's skating to.
If when you hear the words "Donald Trump" and "former model" in the same sentence, you immediately jump to sexual assault allegations or Forbes-magazine-spanking scandals, you're not alone and I really can't blame you.
We're not even a full week into February yet, and honestly, 2018 isn't doing a stellar job at convincing anyone it plans to save us from the 365 days of hellfire that was 2017.
While everyone was still hungover from the weekend on Monday night, House Republicans voted to make a classified document called the Nunes Memo public.
Tonight marks Trump’s first State of the Union address, and it’s pretty safe to say that the whole country will be watching to see how off the rails he goes from any eloquent, planned script his speechwriters are desperately hoping he reads.
Remember just one short year ago when the Trump presidency was made official and everyone was like, “this is totally the end of the world as we know it?” Well it looks like our overdramatic hyperbole might not be too far off.
Talking shit about people’s fashion choices is a bold move that is typically only politically correct during awards seasons and Bachelor rose ceremonies.
While we were all blacking out on champagne and making out with the nearest thing with lips and a pulse this NYE weekend, some major shit has been going down over in Iran.
“You stay attached to your screen all day long and that thing will fry your brain cells.” It’s the modern day “You’ll shoot your eye out, kid.” Parents have been condemning cell phones since they gave you your first Motorola Razr and you ran up all the data by accidentally pressing the internet button and trying to cancel it by jamming END twenty times.
As a wise and noble prophet once said, “Middle fingers up, put them hands high, wave it in his face, tell him boy, bye.” According to reports, Paul Ryan told his “closest confidants” that 2018 might be his last year serving as Speaker of the House.
Yet another woman came forward this week with additional claims against Alabama Senate candidate, and creepy child predator, Roy Moore, accusing him of sexual assault, which like, ok sure what else is new?
In case you’ve been too busy not giving a shit about taxes—because honestly, who even understands how they work besides depriving me of my own money—allow us to explain the bombshell of shady dealings that recently leaked called the Bachelor in Paradise Papers.
