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Doctors have yet to diagnose a condition worse than an itchy asshole. Now one man reveals his struggle to overcome this deep dark secret.

New Year's resolutions for the sinfully cynical. 2004 might suck, but Justin has some surefire ways to make it at least marginally palatable.

John Cougar Mellencamp has a new video with a message: embrace your fellow midgets. If you can stoop that low without laughing.

There is a love that transcends time and age. An ageless fantasy of passion and change. Her name is Hilary Duff and she is 16 years old.

Okay, a lot of days late and a column fulfilled. But hey, punctuality is only for people who can't make up excuses worth reading.

Call it the backlash of Christmas overload, but there's nothing saintly about this new holiday, December 26th.

JD leaves with one more final fuck you, but hey, even a backhanded compliment is still an attempt to reach out to you.

History has been filled with great villains. But for this die-hard Red Sox fan, there is only one enemy that lies within. Within New York that is.

The highlights (and lowlights) of office life as an intern. At least the parts when you're awake.

The Lord works in mysterious ways. His Son, however, is fond of Instant Messenger... and I'm not talking about Gabriel.

You thought you had Thanksgiving leftovers? Wait 'til you see the pile of misanthropy Justin's been saving for this little joke buffet.

For lack of daytime soaps at PIC, we've introduced catfighting over column feedback. It's sort of a cathartic read, really.