Founded in 1975, Damanhur is a self-sufficient and eco-friendly commune located amid the rolling hills and the exclusive rehab clinics in the valley of Val Chiusella, outside Turin, Italy.
In the mid-70s two guys named Peter J. Carroll and Ray Sherwin claimed the ability to alter the subatomic interactions of the quantum universe through gnosis and divination.
Lots of interviews with people who've had crazy shit happen to them.
Around 30 years ago, some guy jerked off into a cup and the sperm was frozen until a team of doctors dethawed it and injected it into some lady's egg that was in a petri dish or something.
My friend's lesbian sister became pregnant a while ago. She found her sperm donor through one of several Dutch websites where women who want kids and guys who will donate sperm contact each other.
So there's this very cute Italian girl who happens to be a professional urologist, which means that she handles cocks all day, every day. From seven in the morning to seven in the evening, she checks out cocks. Let's talk to her. About cocks.
Julián is a coke dealer. He's 44. He's been working Mexico City for two decades. He agreed to take us on a ride-along as he worked. The phone never stopped ringing, not for a minute.
Everyone hates fucking windshield washers. Except us. We think they are just the cutest little pariahs we ever did see. Or at least we did until we hung out with a couple of them.
Filmmaker and photographer Bill Daniel documents the graffiti that hobos write on freight trains. Do you do anything anywhere near as old-timey as that?
We've all got dealers we like to call "our guys," but aside from their numbers, general delivery hours, and where they usually are at 1:30 AM Saturday morning, how much do we really know about them?
Here's an interview with the guy who wrote all those movies that you like.
You probably think of Monty Python as a symbol of the sad, forced eccentricity your uptight gay British dad used to display when he was in a cheery mood or when he was drunk on schnapps.
Here's what you do: You eat yourself some mushrooms and then you go on down to the Bob Baker Marionette Theater in downtown LA and have yourself a magical little experience.
I've been watching Mike Leigh's movies for almost 20 years and every time I see a new one I have a fantasy conversation with him afterward.
We threw the best prank caller in the world on this fucking American Idol call. He only got one question in among the robots and shit stains, but it's a funny one.
"Why did you do this?"
"I was in LA, and I just figured why not. It's all people I have a fairly large problem with." "Is it real puke?"
"Yes. I tried to eat different gross combos of food, like for Wesley Snipes, I ate Doritos and milk."
For those of you without taste or eyes, Private Eye is a fortnightly satirical newsprint magazine that contains more actual news than all the other British newspapers they made during the two weeks it takes to put their issue together.
After canceling August's letters page due to a lack of decent submissions, the epistles started rolling in.
We've always wondered about the guys that print Vice. Up until now, all we really knew was that they're in a great big room somewhere in the frozen wasteland of Canada and that every 30 days or so, they ship us lots and lots of magazines.
Daikichi's Genki-Genki production house is pushing pornography into insane, way offbeat places.
In honor of President's Day, we present George Washington's runaway slave Ona Judge, who showed up that wig-wearing, wooden-grill-having sack of shit.
Benjamin Franklin's greatest philanderings.
Ben and William Franklin discover electricity.
Drunk History is a Howard Zinnesque exploration of the seamy undersides of American History.