We really wish we were classy enough not to point out that wangs were popping up everywhere this year, but, sadly, we are not — there were dicks all over the place!
A tribute to the savior and destroyer of television.
2007 was the year that fans who had thought themselves alone in their worship of Judd Apatow watched in bewilderment, then wonder, then outright joy as all of America suddenly and unexpectedly agreed with them.
A look back at the year in Harry Potter.
Clive Davis exploded, all our CD players turned into pumpkins, and angels came down from heaven and punched Doug Morris in the groin.
It had to happen someday — after ten albums packed with increasingly creative and ridiculous sexual metaphors, R. Kelly had finally run out of things on Earth to compare his penis to.