Someone please go to the Quibbits residence in Massachusetts, we’re publishing this under duress.
RQ isn’t at all worried about the nearly 10-day absence of his wife Monica, so he sings (in sorrow).
Monica cleanses herself of imperialist guilt a week before the serialization of Bennington’s novel begins.
My husband ghostwrote American Pie, and it haunts him every day of his life.
Working on movies teaches you to get real close with people for a short time who you never see again.
Rooster recalls past roles and past lives with his beloved wife Monica.
RQ can have a little meth before the election, as a treat.
Why does it always end up in my cloaca?
Democracy was better when people knew less. Disagree? Then I think you should be in jail.
Biphobia is as pervasive and casual as it was in the 1990s.
I usually write about old friends. Today I destroy an old enemy.
Let’s get down to strategy, life advice: max out your credit cards and cry for Herman Cain.
My days at Larry Flynt Publications.
Reputable organizations eventually experience major problems.
Ask 10 people and you may get 10 different answers.
But you don’t see me making a big deal about it.
The city where you can buy anything.
A brief guide to the Vietnamese sex industry.
Is gender liberation a modern delusion?
Tabloid outings and the need for “either/or” categories.
Obviously NSFW. The Advertising Standards Authority (ASA) ruled the ad was "likely to cause serious offense." More at The Verge.
Disappointingly SFW. Live from Sardo's, an L.A. karaoke bar that hosts "Porn Star Karaoke" on Tuesday nights. Ron Jeremy loves it. Via Grantland.