While treating a 50-year-old patient suffering from headaches, British doctors say they found a years-old tapeworm living in the man's brain. Additionally, added everyone, UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH.

The ugly truth is that none of us had had much hope for Carlesha Freeland-Gaither.

Tom DeLonge, guitarist of Blink-182, a band whose full catalog is currently available on Spotify, said in a recent interview with Faster Louder that streaming music is like "killing elephants for their tusks and carving ivory statues."

Islamist militant group Al-Shabaab has claimed responsibility for a bus attack that killed 28 people in Northern Kenya this morning, CNN reports. According to Reuters, gunmen separated passengers into groups of Muslims and suspected non-Muslims, sparing those who could recite the Koran.

As more and more accusers come forward, Bill Cosby has remained silent—officially silent—about the allegation that he drugged and raped several women throughout his career. Last night, before a sold out show at a college campus in Florida, he spoke to Florida Today, saying, "I know people are tired of me not saying anything."

Hey there, Upper East Siders. Gawker here. Before you traipse off to slumber or a sex club tonight, please take a moment to appreciate this photo, submitted by tipster @AnimalFarmNYC, which allegedly depicts former NYU student and successful author Dan Humphrey "sleeping and/or meditating" at a Manhattan coffee shop earlier this evening.

Like the God of the Old Testament, Beyoncé's terrifying wrath is matched in severity only by her devastating creative prowess. That is why on Friday night she released a video for 7/11, a track from her upcoming album that was released on Friday morning.

For the past two years, the GOP-controlled House Committee on Intelligence has investigated the Obama administration’s role in the security and intelligence failures which preceded the September 2012 attacks in Benghazi, Libya—a perpetual source of bizarre right-wing conspiracies. Today the results are in: Obama officials did nothing wrong.

New York magazine's Science of Us blog published an interview today with a 42-year-old Canadian man who identifies as a zoophile. He is attracted to female horses and is currently in a monogamous relationship with a mare named Ms. C (but he calls her Sexy Knickers). Everything about the interview is incredible.

Fair-haired, symmetrical actress Dianna Agron recently redesigned the backyard of her Hollywood Hills mansion to have a dinner party with her girlfriends. Said dinner party was photographed by the home design site Domaine and catered by Agron's chef friend Megan Mitchell.

Yesterday evening, Donovan Lawson allegedly tried to fare-beat at the Myrtle Avenue-Broadway JMZ station. An NYPD officer at the station responded by smashing Lawson's face in with a nightstick, causing blood to gush down the 20-year-old's face.

A gym teacher has been put on leave and charged with causing injury to a child after he tried to drag a 14-year-old girl into a swimming pool while she screamed and struggled to keep her swimsuit top from falling off. Another student caught everything on video.

A new report finds that wages of manufacturing workers have fallen 4.4% in the past decade—"almost three times faster than for workers as a whole." But hey, Detroit still has that art museum. Silver linings.

In the proud artistic tradition of Kim Kardashian shitting hot ass diarrhea from a Keurig machine, here is Kim Kardashian shitting cold ass snow from a snowblower.

As winter's frostbitten hand bitch-slaps the east coast with flurries, two men emerge from the frozen tundra in Worcester, Ma. to make what appears to be a drug deal as a very enthusiastic reporter tells everyone: snow day!

What is the wind? Is it a fluid, like water? Is it, like, fire, which would be some sort of magic, or maybe, not a solid, but the other—a gas?—or a category of "heat thing" that is named for its temperature, because what else would you even call it? It's almost a fluid as well, which would be ironic. Anyhow. Is it

Though the multiple rape allegations against Bill Cosby only truly picked up steam this year, they've been around for a long time. In 2005, the National Enquirer planned to publish an investigation into the claims, but Cosby's lawyers threatened a lawsuit. The tabloid published a puff-piece interview with Cosby instead.

Earlier this month, Condé Nast commenced its long-anticipated move to 1 World Trade Center, whose landlord is counting on the magazine publisher to anchor the building and attract other hip companies to the fortified Financial District. The ongoing rodent problem at Vogue, however, might give some prospective tenants pause. Even Anna Wintour is worried.

I really like Kim Kardashian. I usually have nothing but disdain for celebrities, or celebrities in training. There is not a thing less interesting, or useful in the world, than an "artist" of dubious talent who has risen to fleeting fame because of sex connections, family connections, or money connections. But I think Kim is great. Here's why: She asks nothing of her fans. She's not all like: Download my new .mp3! Or: Sit through my new three-hour movie about the end of earth and how we all have to eat corn now! She hawks no talent. She knows what her best asset is, and she plays it up. She has a truly remarkable butt, so she showed it naked on the cover of Paper. Why go through the trouble of being a "singer" or an "actress" when you can just be a butt? Kim knows.

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