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by Stephanie Roose; Ann Arbor, MI MORE»

I just got done doing an imaginary interview with the director of tourism in the mayor’s office here in Boston, and while she couldn’t give me exact numbers, she estimated that anywhere between a shit load and a deluge of Londoners turn up here every year to come look at our historical architecture and not tip our waitresses and bartenders. MORE»

My least favorite website in the world, worse than fucking Jezebel, is that health department site where you search for your favorite restaurants and find out they all have rats. MORE»

This is a collection of portraits I took in Richmond, VA over the last few years at a little festival near the end of August called “Best Friends Day.” It’s a weekend long hang sesh that’s laced out with neat bands, positive vibes and the best shitty waterpark you could ever not want to set foot in. MORE»

I can’t decide which is the stronger quality of boner poison: Uncle Ray’s mint condition and polished phallic symbol, or the gigantic cartoon face on her boobies that is created when Stacy unveils her rubber swim suit. MORE»