In his latest insta-classic remote segment, Conan O'Brien comes down off his late night throne to mingle with his lowly interns — and things get weird in a hurry.

While you could make an argument that everyone who shops at Urban Outfitters is a pig-fucker, it's pretty rare that you get to see that specific practice played out literally from the purveyors of youth-oriented pants and books about pants and so on. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen anyone fucking an actual pig before in my life, or being fucked by a pig, as the case may be. Certainly not a three-way. Not until today, when I went to Urban Outfitter's website to browse through the books section anyway.

As you might imagine, the former police officer who fired three shots into the back of a minvan full of children has some regrets.

Last night, a teenage girl discovered the skeletal remains of an arm and leg on the waterfront in College Point, Queens. The NYPD believes the body parts might belong to Avonte Oquendo, the 14-year-old autistic boy who went missing in October. Police have reportedly contacted the boy's family.

Just hours before President Obama's scheduled speech announcing changes to the NSA, the Guardian dropped another Edward Snowden-provided scoop: The NSA collects and stores an average of 194 million text messages per day from around the world, including from people who are not the targets of any investigation.

Senate majority leader and cool guy Harry Reid wants his constituents to know that he's never tried it, but he's totally down with weed now.

Comedians are basically psychotics, says a new study from the University of Oxford's department of experimental psychology.

A Texas man facing misdemeanor charges for standing in the median of a six lane highway, holding a sign that read, "Police Ahead," says what he did was no different than an official speed limit sign.

Police just arrested three men who they say started the San Gabriel Valley wildfire currently raging Southern California while camping in a nearby forest. The men were throwing paper into their campfire when one piece, fanned by the Santa Ana winds, landed in a dry brush, starting the blaze.

Deny it all you want, but the Celebrity Rule of Threes is real, and it's happening again.

A rich Texas man who paid $350,000 for the chance to kill one of the 4,000 endangered black rhinoceroses left on the planet says his life is now turning into the plot of The Most Dangerous Game.

There's a new Pogue in town. According to an email from the New York Times' Technology Editor Suzanne Spector, "we have completed the search for our new State of the Art columnist." NYT staffers close to the tech desk say Farhad Manjoo's name has been bandied—but he just took a new gig at the Wall Street Journal.

In case you needed a reminder not to give money to someone you met on an online dating site, here's one: Last year, a woman was scammed out of more than $500,000 by a Nigerian scam artist that she met on ChristianMingle.com.

Russell Brand's revolution may be taking a bit longer to get off the ground than the maverick comedian would like, but that doesn't mean he intends to stop stating his case at every available venue.

Five months ago, Vogue released a pictorial featuring none other than Adam Driver, one of the stars of Girls. The images were, all in all, quite nice. He wore a live sheep around his shoulders and looked fantastic. As if Vogue would have it any other way.

In the past month, two major American cities—Salt Lake City and Phoenix—have both announced that they have ended "chronic homelessness" among military veterans in their town. How?

Today, the New York Times published an article about Israeli journalist Itay Hod outing “an unnamed Republican congressman” in a Facebook post “that might be described as the world’s most obvious blind item.”

A popular Internet personality is being accused of sexually assaulting his now-ex-girlfriend — another popular Internet personality — while she slept off a concussion.

It's not easy being a TV show about gay men in 2014. Thanks in part to the power of the internet as a platform for activism and outrage, the responsibilities of representation have never seemed more urgent, or more complicated. To appeal to your gay audience—built-in and notoriously loyal—you need to be realistic. To appeal to everyone else—whose patronage will ultimately make or break—you can't be too gay. The ideal is something satisfying without the ick factor, something like, and about as likely as, a spontaneous orgasm.

A thief in Chicago managed to break halfway into a bar before he was stopped by his own stupidity: Instead of pushing, as the door's sign instructed, he spent several minutes pulling, eventually giving up and fleeing the scene.