After 30-year-old Claire Squires collapsed on the final leg of the course, donations in her memory skyrocketed.
You can earn some big bucks if you manage to hook one of Maryland’s fishzillas.
If your last dying wish would be to eat a plate full of sizzling bacon, there’s a coffin that may be your match made in heaven.
Wouldn’t be caught dead dating “city folk?” There’s a website just for you.
In an advertising age where Lady Gaga is creative director at Polaroid and Elton John shills for Pepsi, the more eyebrow-raising and incongruous the better.
The process involves applying (one assumes) lead-free oil paint to a palette, scooping it up with his tongue and applying it to the canvas.
Thanks to science, there’s no need to bid farewell to Fluffy and Rover any more.
As a metaphor for the flailing economy, Herman Cain’s recent Super PAC advertisement features a goldfish trying to “swim on land.”
After months of lobbying the Ontario Parks Commission, Nik Wallenda will finally fulfill his childhood dream.
The Green Mountain State’s authorities got an unpleasant surprise after updating the decals on their cruisers.
