Sidecar Comedy pays tribute to Mad Men, the television phenomenon of our generation.  You'll get to see a lady in lingerie pour milk on her body.  Nothing wrong with that.

Do you often mistake casual, meaningless flirting for genuine romantic attraction? Is abuse from your friends and constant failure to "close the deal" not working? Flirtoprosan may be for you!

You've seen Paranormal Activity (or at least enough trailers and spoofs to get the gist).  Now be prepared to be absolutely terrified by... Sexual Activity!

For reasons of eternal damnation, Satan needs young teens murdered during sex.  So what else can a loyal axe murderer do?  If this horror flick proves anything, it's what we already knew: axe murderers make great wingmen.  A...

In honor of Halloween, the world's vampires got together to conspire to bring themselves back into the public eye.  This time, they're probably going to really kill us all (if they can ever get their act together).

You saw Wilford Brimley?  We say "How high?!"  (Not sure what that means...)  But so devoted are we to the handlebar moustache, that even when the Orange County Chopper guy, Paul Teutul, puts together a self-promoting video...

If we were as smart dumb as this guy, we've be in our eighth year of marriage. But no, we're fine passing out alone on a futon enjoying our independence.

The Auto-Tune crew tunes into the latest silliness in politics and world affairs: Obama's Nobel Prize, health care follies, even Hugo Chavez' sick UN air guitar.

In the spirit of the upcoming, unquestionably terrible Cameron Diaz movie, this guy has a tough choice. Or not.

David Letterman's recent dragging through the mud of a sexually frustrated NBC news producer has yielded what every great scandal brings to the table of American culture: a script!

Ellen Page and Justin Long guest-star in this edition of Crappy Holidays, where a lonely Canadian gets to celebrate her Thanksgiving by sharing a main course not to be outdone by any American feast. In honor of Canadian...

Death has feelings too. For Melrose Place's Jessica Lucas, apparently. If she likes pasty dudes with bad facial hair, we've got someone to introduce her to.

Whod'a thunk douchebags in Christian Audigier solving mysteries could actually be more homoerotic than the actual Hardy Boys?

Live in the big city?  Ever wonder what kind of a--hole throws his trash on the ground when there are public garbage cans everywhere?  Andy Samberg gives us a glimpse of that guy and crystal-clear logic behind his actions. ...