I would never post one from anybody who wasn’t cool with it. Just like I only wrote about my ex boyfriend that one time because he was like, “Hey, you should write about me.” And how often do you get to call your ex-boyfriend funny names in GQ? Alas, I’m cursed with stellar editorial judgment and friends who are disgustingly good sports.

Not really, no.

Is the pope creepy?

Let us never forget the contributions of President Tire King.

Married friends are so supportive.