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The studio lights dimmed, the audience erupted into applause, and the familiar theme music rolled through the theater. Host Jack Lawson adjusted his tie, glanced at the camera, and smiled …

Jon Stewart covers Trump horning in on Spain’s FIFA World Cup celebration and examines how his administration’s DEI-free meritocracy is really going. Desi Lydic weighs in on the president’s post-World Cup tariffs on Canada, his newest bout of election fraud claims, the SAVE Act taking cues from Olive Garden, and conservatives moving the goalposts on the war in Iran. Plus, Don Jr. profits mightily from his dad’s presidency but swears he’s not the “cokehead” everyone thinks he is Read More

My water broke during my sister-in-law’s extravagant vineyard wedding, spreading across the marble beneath me. “Please—call an ambulance,” I begged, but my mother-in-law pulled me into a bathroom and locked …

My water broke in the middle of my sister-in-law’s lavish vineyard wedding, soaking the marble floor beneath my feet. “Please—call an ambulance,” I gasped, but my mother-in-law hurried me into a nearby bathroom and closed the door behind me. “This baby will not steal her spotlight,” she hissed. Read More

My water broke during my sister-in-law’s extravagant vineyard wedding, spreading across the marble beneath me. “Please—call an ambulance,” I begged, but my mother-in-law pulled me into a bathroom and locked …

My water broke in the middle of my sister-in-law’s lavish vineyard wedding, soaking the marble floor beneath my feet. “Please—call an ambulance,” I gasped, but my mother-in-law hurried me into a nearby bathroom and closed the door behind me. “This baby will not steal her spotlight,” she hissed. Read More

My water broke during my sister-in-law’s extravagant vineyard wedding, spreading across the marble beneath me. “Please—call an ambulance,” I begged, but my mother-in-law pulled me into a bathroom and locked …

My water broke in the middle of my sister-in-law’s lavish vineyard wedding, soaking the marble floor beneath my feet. “Please—call an ambulance,” I gasped, but my mother-in-law hurried me into a nearby bathroom and closed the door behind me. “This baby will not steal her spotlight,” she hissed. Read More