I found cum-stained paper stuffed into every crack, crevice, and corner of my bedroom.
Unwinding from the stress that comes with having sold your soul to the devil is hard, you know.
Being arrested is never great, but it's even worse when you've paid for a flight to be there.
Your body is a thing of beauty that will not be improved by a picture or a dreamcatcher or your name misspelled in Cantonese.
Mapping out the international relaxation industry.
Happy Easter! Here are some GIFs of classic holiday treats having literal meltdowns.
How can we love when the world is clawing against us? How can we feel hope when our New Year's diets have already gone by the wayside, dumped in the lay-by of January like a truck driver's murder victim?
Why make precious Christmas memories when you can watch a documentary about an Albanian tattoo artist who works out of an abandoned bunker?
Dan Sully's Senka is an ominous twist on the traditional holiday narrative, following a young boy who is terrorized by a mythical Christmas beast.
Considering that the holiday wasn't even developed until centuries after Jesus's death—and has been protested by Christians as often as atheists—it's difficult to know how J.C. would feel about his birthday bonanza.
"Who shit in your stocking?"
Australian Rick Baker splits his time between LA and his homeland, moving every time the weather turns cold.
One vacationer even had a mystery liquid labeled "fuel" poured over him by a guy with a crudely drawn-on beard and an improvised headdress.
Do yourself a favor and avoid anyone wearing a fedora.
"I'm sure that everyone who is working away in an office, enviously looking at my Facebook albums, could live the exact same life. I don't understand why more people don't do what I do."
While getting wasted and handling explosive devices that scare the shit out of your neighbors is undoubtedly a good idea, it's probably best to leave the larger displays to the professionals.
We had a walk down the strip and asked people why they got the tattoos they got.
Working nightshifts in a Barcelona hostel is a parallel universe of drugs, booze, and horny teenage tourists with second-degree sunburns.
This article originally appeared on VICE NetherlandsJust like a whole bunch of Southern European coastal towns, every summer Benidorm, Spain fills with tourists thirsty for sun, sand, and alcohol. The main difference between the Spanis…
There's a lot more to being a bellboy than lugging people's bags up flights of stairs.
In post-communist Romania, grilling in the middle of nowhere means you can afford the gas, prime meat, and time to do it.
An attorney at the advocacy group Electronic Frontier Foundation calls the case against 14-year-old Florida boy Domanik Green "crazy."
"If they catch me, the photo is not that interesting to me."
I spent my youth in the Spanish resort on Majorca island, surrounded by horny, pissed-up Brits on vacation. They were animals.