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The Big Business of Pokémon Trading Cards, the People Who Hate Making Out and Why Potheads Are Huffing Their Pepper Shakers

You’re really going to love these dudes who find kissing revolting. There’s some part of me that’s like, I get it, considering I go into a minor panic when someone asks for a sip from my water bottle. So why would I swap spit with someone, ya know?

But, then again, it’s kissing. And kissing — *ahem*, making out — is awesome. Two mouths, locked together, tongues darting, writhing. Shit’s dope.

So, yeah, maybe I don’t get being repulsed by kissing. It’s like saying you don’t like water. Oh, wait…

Meet the Hydro-Haters: The People Who Refuse to Drink Water, No Matter What

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“Adult Pokémon Trading-Card Fans Are Having a Moment”
When Satoshi Tajiri created Pokémon back in 1996, he didn’t expect his little monster-hunting game to do that well. And yet, here we are, more than 20 years and $3.5 billion in revenue later. In fact, Pokémon is now widely seen as a cultural touchstone, and possibly the second-most famous Japanese role-playing game behind only Mario. And nowhere is that more apparent than in the pubs, auditoriums and gaming halls around the world where thousands of adults regularly gather to play the franchise spin-off Pokémon trading-card game. But it isn’t just nostalgia that brings them together — it turns out the secondary market for rare cards has made it a lucrative hobby, too. READ MORE

Is That a Brain in Your Pants, or Are You Just Happy to See Me?

It’s a question that’s been asked for thousands of years and even shaped the beliefs of the Catholic Church: Do our penises have a mind of their own? After all, ask any man and he’ll tell you that sometimes we pitch a tent for inexplicable reasons, and always at the most inopportune times. This phenomenon even has a name: NARB, or the No-Apparent-Reason Boner, and men of science are still arguing over why it happens.

Don’t Kiss Me, Bro

For the most part, kissing is a noncontroversial semi-sexual activity. Some of us may worry that we aren’t skillful kissers, but we tend not to consider kissing an optional extra in the same way that we do acts like swallowing cum or eating ass. But some people aren’t into it. Wait, scratch that, I’ve put it too lightly. What I meant to say is, some people loathe it — and their reasons range from finding it “overly intimate” to straight-up “revolting.”

Talk Talk

Only a week ago, Miles Klee was at Amoeba Records buying a copy of Talk Talk’s debut album, The Party’s Over, a record he discovered in college that once upon a time changed his 19-year-old life. And then, Talk Talk front man Mark Hollis passed away Sunday. Inspired by his travels down a Talk Talk rabbit hole only days earlier, Klee asked friends and colleagues to join him in reminiscing about the music they obsessed over during their transition from high school to adulthood.

Playing the Ponies

Ever watch the Kentucky Derby, basically horse racing’s Super Bowl, and wonder who’s betting on what, where are the millions going and how it all gets paid out at the end of the day? Well, wonder no further, because Adam Elder and Mike Ernst, chief financial officer for the Del Mar Thoroughbred Club, are here to explain it all to you.

Human Guinea Pig

Josiah Zayner is a hacker. A biohacker, to be more precise, and he’s using CRISPR, the revolutionary gene-editing technology to do it. But he’s not experimenting on mice — he’s experimenting on himself. And now, this renegade, DIY geneticist is selling kits online so that everyone can try genetic engineering from the comfort of their own home.

It’s (Not) a Trap!

Yo, guys: You know that stereotype, that women don’t really like sex, but merely pretend to so they can lock a guy down? Yeah, that’s total horseshit, and an ugly, sexist stereotype to boot. The truth, according to Tracy Moore, is that women aren’t pretending — they really do need sex. But, they need it to be good. Here’s what that means for you.

A Huff of Pepper a Day Keeps the High Away

If you read that quote and scratched a hole in your head, you’re not alone. But pepper — yes, black pepper  — is every pothead-in-the-know’s favorite remedy for when their high begins to get away from them. Huffed straight from the grinder, mixed in water or whatever your preferred mode of ingestion is, that shit will bring you back down to earth, and right quick. Quinn Myers reached out to a neurologist to find out what exactly is the secret behind this DIY emergency de-stoning.

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