There are few relationship questions more hotly debated than whether or not you should confess to cheating in a monogamous relationship. The main arguments for fessing up is that honesty is always the best policy, and your partner deserves to choose for themselves whether or not to stay in the relationship.…

In case you missed it, we’ve decided to change up the old Deadcast here and spend 45 minutes every week doing nothing but answering your Funbag questions (Don’t worry, the regular, written version Funbag will stay where it always is). So if you got something on your mind, email the Funbag and we’ll maybe we’ll answer…

The FBI wants Apple’s help to investigate a terrorist attack. Apple says providing this help is the real danger. We’ve reached a boiling point in the battle between tech companies and the government over encryption. And what happens will affect anyone who uses a smartphone, including you.

Nothing makes you feel the wretched tick of time quite like back problems. This isn’t an issue I’ve had formally diagnosed or treated by a real chiropractor. I know that I should. It’s the result of me feeling constant soreness in my lower back and deducing that my muscles are, basically, defective. Anyone who glances…

Time for your weekly edition of the Deadspin Funbag. Got something on your mind? Email the Funbag. Today, we’re covering poop sausage, Hitler, spitting, and more.

It’s time once again for our ongoing series surveying the awful shows you’re forced to endure before you can finally kick the kids out of the TV room to watch sports for eight hours.

I am a hypochondriac, which is to say I’m constantly and acutely obsessed with the idea that I’m suffering from, or I’m about to be diagnosed with, a serious medical condition. For as long as I can recall—I was born in 1985, and so possess at least somewhat vivid memories dating back to late ’89, early ‘90, such as…

I was hanging out with a friend the other day when I mentioned that FX was gonna start airing a miniseries about the O.J. Simpson trial and he said to me, “I saw that, and I realized that, even after all these years, I’m still fucking sick to death of the whole thing.”

This Sunday morning, as I do on every Valentine’s Day, I will wake up to a message from my mother. Last year, it was a long email sent at an ungodly early hour, carrying all of her usual, heartfelt, holiday-appropriate sentiments: “Today is not only about boyfriends/girlfriends or husbands/wives but also about the…

The Woe of Cooking is an ongoing fiasco where Jesse Farrar unearths the weirdest, grossest recipes he can find in The Joy of Cooking, and cooks/eats them. It has been awhile; we missed you.

Time for your weekly edition of the Deadspin Funbag. Got something on your mind? Email the Funbag. Today, we’re covering food fetishes, car windows, poop, and more.

I’ve never been to New Orleans and don’t know nearly as much as I should about its culture, but I do know Mardi Gras is upon us, and I know that’s good news. Again, not entirely certain what this festival entails—I gather it’s some kind of voodoo St. Patrick’s Day with better-looking celebrants and more elaborate…

One of the ongoing subplots of my adulthood is the daily realization that I am simply the product of my parents. Despite living on the opposite coast and not seeing them nearly enough, they are very present in the daily mundanities of my life. My mom used to drive me insane when insisting the dishwasher be loaded a…

As much as we recommend it, we know that not everyone will be making a pepperoni cheese loaf monstrosity. For one, ingesting that much dairy can only be a recipe for disaster.

According to sources, this weekend is the Super Bowl, a time-honored tradition where men bang each other’s heads together, causing years of damage that eventually leads to death (and probable financial ruin before that), as the American public watches in glee while consuming mass quantities of unhealthy foods and…

Whether you’re hosting or going to a Super Bowl party, you’re going to need food. Instead of mailing it in with a bag of tortilla chips, impress your friends by making one of these three no-cook meat dishes. We followed the recipes and tried our results, then sent the bologna cake back to hell, where it belonged.

American consumption of full-calorie soft drinks has been dropping for years now, as we’ve shown rare nutritional good judgment in demonizing soda as liquefied diabetes that makes you burp your rotted teeth out on the way to your long-overdue early grave.

Every January, millions of people decide that they’re finally going to lose weight. They Google the best diets, join a gym, and declare that this is The Year They Finally Get Their Shit Together. And for too many of those people, a month later, those plans are in ruins.

I got good news, and I got bad news. The bad news is that this week’s Funbag is a special podcast edition, featuring me and Marchman addressing all of your most pressing questions. We had to do it this way because I’m in San Francisco covering the Super Bowl for GQ. (Don’t worry, there will still be a Jamboroo.) And…

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