The U.S. is not in the World Cup, so you might just root for the hottest World Cup players you would most enjoy having sex with. These are the players you would probably most enjoy having sex with, or at least enjoy watching them work, sweat, play, and remove their

Anyone trying to swipe on Tinder now gets immediately accosted with a new ‘Updated Terms of Use and Privacy Policy’ that you have to agree to or else you can’t get any action. Tinder assumes you’re so hookup-hungry you’ll click ‘Agree’ on anything. But what are you agreeing to here?

Spy Emerson: performance artist, salacious sex goddess and owner/purveyor of the infamous Hook-Up Truck, adorned the stage of Albany’s historic Ivy Room Monday, for an iterative performance of Happy Forever, her vaudevillian, burlesque-esque variety-and-game show of sin, surrealism and surprise. Happy Forever has taken numerous shapes and forms over its 20-year

Dr. Drew reboot and Santorum joke pioneer Dan Savage arouses all manner of opinions on the love-hate continuum. As Savage brings his amateur porn roadshow back to San Francisco and Berkeley for the next three weeks, we asked a cross-section of sex-positive Bay Area authors, podcasters, and relationship coaches whether

By Rachel Fogletto  If you google reasons not to argue online, you’ll come across many cartoons, memes, and quotes about arguing with idiots. For instance, Mark Twain once said, “Do not argue with a fool, onlookers may not be able to tell the difference.” Or maybe he didn’t because a

By Jonas Barnes  Here’s a little back story about your author and how I settled upon this metropolitan garbage heap known as New York City. See, some years ago, I met a woman and we fell in love in Portland, OR and had a great relationship and decided that our

By Rachel Fogletto Every time you turn around there seems to be a new and terrifying dating trend that poses a brand new risk to the modern single person’s psyche. The real bad news is that none of this is actually new at all, and people have been treating each

IT PAYS by Allyson Darling   Violet-colored feathers encircled my eyes; the elastic tied around my head pulled at my hair — a Mardi Gras mask wasn’t exactly the item I had imagined wearing to protect my identity. I lied on my stomach with my feet splayed out on a