I finally figured out what Victoria's secret is, and I can see why they've kept it quiet all these years. Having a very low-grade depression does not move panties the way you might expect.
I still can't get over the issue of Rolling Stone with Kanye West on the cover. As if the bloody crucifixion imagery wasn't bad enough, lean in a little closer. You can see a tiny picture of Mike Myers standing underneath, looking incredibly uncomfortable.