If the rent seems too good to be true, it probably includes a complimentary snake or a barking German Shepherd.

I’m level 277 in Gods Unchained the card game, which means I’ve basically earned a PhD in pixelated vengeance. It’s the most fun I’ve had destroying people legally.

We’ve all made questionable choices at the grocery store—but some weird grocery store purchases cross into full-blown psychological thriller territory. This is one man’s descent into checkout shame, featuring bananas, Vaseline, and a grocery clerk who silently judged it all.