The powerful cover of this week's 'New York' features 35 of the 46 women who have come forward to accuse Bill Cosby of sexual assault.

35 women speak about being assaulted by Bill Cosby, and the culture that wouldn't listen: http://t.co/H5dss5F2F4pic.twitter.com/RCF0BWBrxA
— New York Magazine (@NYMag) July 27, 2015

The cover has been retweeted more than 10,000 times since it was first revealed on Twitter last night. Many people are tweeting their support for the article and thanking the featured women for their bravery. Others are, somehow, some way, still defending Bill Cosby. And to those who are literally tweeting criticism of these women's appearances, please turn off your computer, place it in a cardboard box, and mail it to the bottom of the sea.

On Instagram, New York posted samples of some of the women's stories in their own words.

A video posted by New York Magazine (@nymag) on Jul 26, 2015 at 6:20pm PDT

Tap the picture to hear Victoria Valentino's story:

Victoria Valentino, 72, a former Playboy bunny, was allegedly assaulted by Bill Cosby in 1969. Valentino was dining with her roommate at their usual joint, Café Figaro, where Cosby happened to be part owner. He knew that Valentino's 6-year-old son had recently died, and he told Valentino's friend that he thought she could use some cheering up. "He took my roommate and me out to dinner. It was this new hip steak restaurant on the strip near the Whiskey a Go Go called Sneaky Pete's. He was chatting her up and trying to charm her. And he reached across and put a pill next to my wine glass and said, 'Here, this will make you feel better,' and he gave her one. I wasn't really thinking. I thought, Great, me feel better? You bet. So I took the pill and washed it down with some red wine. And then he reached across and put another pill in my mouth and gave her one. Just after I took the second pill, my face was, like, face-in-plate syndrome, and I just said, 'I wanna go home.' He said he would drive us home. We went up this elevator. I sat down, and lay my head back, just fighting nausea. I looked around and he was sitting next to my roommate on the loveseat with this very predatory look on his face. She was completely unconscious. I could hear the words in my head, but I couldn't form words with my mouth, because I was so drugged out."

A video posted by New York Magazine (@nymag) on Jul 26, 2015 at 7:26pm PDT

Tap the picture to hear Louisa Moritz's story:

Louisa Moritz, 68, an actress, was allegedly assaulted by Bill Cosby in 1971. Moritz was getting ready to appear on the 'Tonight Show' when someone opened the door of her dressing room. “He never knocked. I knew it was Mr. Cosby. I'd seen his picture. He walked in and closed the door behind him. It went on for maybe four minutes, five minutes. But it was the longest five minutes that I ever experienced. And when they called my name, he ran out. When he walked down the stage, he introduced himself as Louisa Moritz. And then a huge laugh. When they called me to go onstage, I was a zombie. He didn't look at me while we were on the show. I didn't look at him. I just felt him. I was afraid to tell anybody. I knew who Mr. Cosby was and that prevented me from telling anybody. I felt ashamed. I was embarrassed to be me." Tap the photo to hear Louisa Moritz tell her story, and watch her video interview at nymag.com/cosby-women.

You can read the whole story at New York, after they take their website back from an NYC-hating hacker.

One dedicated YouTuber took the results of a massive linguistic study and turned them into pretty bubbles.

Can you guess the most popular words in the English language? How about the most popular 17-letter words? Well now, you don't have to. YouTuber Abacaba took the results of a study by computer scientist Peter Norvig and created a video that expresses them in accessible, hypnotizing infographics. It's the perfect thing for our Internet-addled attention spans.

Norvig conducted his study by analyzing all the words contained in the Google Books database—more than 743,000,000,000 of them. He isolated the nearly 100,000 words that appeared more than 100,000 times and plotted them for frequency. A lot of his results make sense, but some of them are surprising. Even if they weren't interesting, I'd still watch the video just to see the bubbles pop. Then again, I'm dumb.

At her Toronto concert, Kelly Clarkson covered Taylor Swift's stop-calling-women-crazy anthem, "Blank Space."

Wow. Even when you slow it down to a smooth jam, that lyric still sounds like "Starbucks lovers."

If you, like me, have been on the edge of your seat ever since you hit the play button wondering what Taylor Swift herself might think of this, we can finally breathe a sigh of relief. She tweeted her approval.

Kelly Clarkson covered Blank Space and YES.http://t.co/qwhXSxPOEx
— Taylor Swift (@taylorswift13) July 26, 2015

Hopefully Swift also DMed Clarkson an invitation to next year's July 4th party, because she's definitely earned it.

She certainly made sure people knew it was her birthday.

So @JLo looked AMAZING at her 46th birthday party: http://t.co/qBbRbySPO5pic.twitter.com/JBdThzcFTW
— Glamour Magazine UK (@GlamourMagUK) July 27, 2015

And now, the back view:

Jennifer Lopez at her 46th birthday party last night... pic.twitter.com/48ga3pdReq
— TheLADbible (@TheLadBible) July 26, 2015

What is happening? How are there so many cutouts, yet it stays perfectly in place? How does a human woman have a body that looks that good at 46? Is she an alien? A robot? Someone answer these questions! Anyway, here is another great angle of the dress while she is hanging out with French Montana:

It's a Bronx thing !!
A photo posted by French Montana (@frenchmontana) on Jul 26, 2015 at 5:56pm PDT

Jennifer Lopez has so much confidence she could put a giant Christmas sweater on top of a shower curtain and still look amazing. She could wear sheer, butt-revealing dresses every day, but I'm glad she waited for her birthday to reveal this jaw-dropper.

OK, time to look at more J. Lo butt:

I both want this to be me, and find it terrifying.

My friend had an old golden retriever that would follow us everywhere, even though he had arthritic hips. They made it difficult for him to do much besides sit in the middle of our basketball games and bark in everyone's face. He also would jump into the lake when we went swimming, even though he couldn't climb out without help, then swim from person to person to scratch them with enthusiasm. He was playing, of course, but it sure was dangerous!

These dogs all look young and healthy and in control of themselves, but if a giant (friendly) horde of golden retrievers were chasing me through a body of water I would lose my sh*t. I'm not the accomplished swimmer that this little boy is though. So, I guess I envy him his dog entourage and his athleticism.

The Boeing 777 can carry between 314 to 451 passengers. That's a lot of stomachs being jostled as this pilot lands in the face of the worst July storm to hit Amsterdam in 100 years.

Be careful when opening overhead compartments, contents may have become scrambled in flight.

Here's the thing about planes: landing is not optional. You might prefer not to land in the worst storm to hit a particular area in a century, but unless you've got enough fuel to go to a different airport, you don't really have a choice. The storm, with gale-force winds and lashing rain, prompted the Dutch meteorological service to issue a "Code Red" warning, which I didn't even know was a thing.

In any case, this KLM 777 (KLM is the national airline of the Netherlands) pilot deserved a hearty round of applause from his reserved Dutch passengers after touching down at Amsterdam's Schiphol airport.

Related: You might want a sick bag before watching these planes trying to land on a windy runway.

Related: Skydiving instructor becomes "emergency highway landing instructor" after mechanical failure.

The former wrestler retweeted someone who stood up for him and did himself zero favors.

Ostracized-from-Hollywood Hulk Hogan.(Getty)

If you haven't been keeping up with Hogangate, here's a refresher: the Hulkster was caught on tape dropping N-bombs, and then the WWE dropped him. Also, his daughter wrote a poem about it, and everyone else is making fun of him. That was pretty much the whole story until this morning.

Previously, Hogan had just issued the standard official apology, but hadn't explained himself. Today, he gave a half-hearted defense by retweeting some poor schmuck who tried to back him up. The argument didn't really make sense, and now they're both in the line of fire. Here's the tweet in question:

Bi-racial President Obama uses N word, is applauded and keeps his job. @HulkHogan uses N word, is vilified and loses his job.
— Wolfshead Online (@WolfsheadOnline) July 27, 2015

That's really the best he could come up with? "Obama said it, so why can't Hulk?" I can think of a few reasons: one, Obama is black. Two, he was discussing race relations on a podcast, not talking about how he doesn't want his daughter having sex with black men. Three, Obama has more credibility than Hogan, because he's the president and not a big muscly clown. Hogan had some tweets of his own to add:

This is how I feel today,with friends ,family,and the greatest fans in the world"MANIACS"that never left meOnlyLoveHH pic.twitter.com/9BpJbi5LDq
— Hulk Hogan (@HulkHogan) July 27, 2015

Unless u went through this,true loyality and love has a different meaning,it makes u want to live and not die,4those that never left me I am
— Hulk Hogan (@HulkHogan) July 27, 2015

Forever grateful and love u with all my heart life,only love 4u. HH
— Hulk Hogan (@HulkHogan) July 27, 2015

For those that left me and didn't stand by my side,u will see and I will prove,who i really am and u will also understand my love for u 0LHH
— Hulk Hogan (@HulkHogan) July 27, 2015

You do have to give credit to Hogan's fans and everyone else who's stood by him. He keeps giving them more reasons to walk away, but they won't do it. That's loyalty.

Warning: 'Game of Thrones' spoilers are everywhere, including in this post, and it's pointless to even try to avoid them.

(via Giphy)

More evidence mounts that Jon Snow might not be dead, not that anyone really needs any more convincing. We already know that Kit Harrington is in Belfast, where the sixth season of Game of Thrones is currently being filmed, and has been maintaining his Snow-length hair. Plus, we're all well aware of the possibility that Jon Snow might warg into his wolf's body until Melisandre resurrects him through blood magic. Oh my god, duh!

And now, Pedestrian points to another clue in this constantly evolving anti-mystery. Apparently, HBO sent out an email about a toy sale called "Honour The Fallen: The Memoriam Collection," which offered discounts on action figures representing Game of Thrones characters who have died. You know who is in the collection? Characters who are actually dead, like Joffrey and Oberyn Martell. You know who's not in the collection? Jon Snow, aka the stabbed leader of the Night's Watch aka possibly Azor Ahai aka an obviously not dead person.

Case closed, again.

BREAKING: Story on Internet may or may not be true.

The messages are green. That means he doesn't have an iPhone. You know who else doesn't have an iPhone? People who have Androids. Case closed! (via Twitter)

Two sisters apparently busted a cheating wife last week in the most Internet-friendly way possible. It all started when Brynn and Delana Hinson sat behind a couple at a Dodgers vs. Braves game at Turner field in Atlanta. They were taking part in the usual phone screen snooping that stadium seating allows, when they noticed the woman in front of them sending salacious text messages to someone named "Nancy," even though she was sitting right next to her husband, who was watching the game. The messages included the statements "I will be naked... laying on the ground" and "Mark Allen I lov [blocked from view] much." After taking a closer look, they deduced that the woman was texting a lover named Mark, who was hidden in her contacts as "Nancy." One of the sisters posted about it on Twitter, with pictures of the woman texting:

When there's a married couple in front of you but....hoes ain't loyal so me & @lanabaybee8 expose em! #Nancy? #ormarkpic.twitter.com/U4A2RmaDh4
— Brynn✨ (@LUV2BCH_) July 23, 2015

Delana then wrote the husband a note on a player roster, which Brynn documented with a video:

@LUV2BCH_ for the people saying this is old and we didn't do it .. That's me bihhhhh what pic.twitter.com/pViqMUSv0S
— Delana W Hinson (@lanabaybee8) July 23, 2015

The note read:

Your wife is cheating on you. Look at the messages under Nancy! [It's] really a man named Mark Allen. There [are] pictures on my phone. [I]f she has deleted the messages, [she then gives him her phone number]. Sorry, just thought you should know!

As you can tell by my [edits], grammar isn't important when you're taking justice into your own hands. The sisters gave the husband the note as the crowd was dispersing after the game, and he apparently "quit walking [and] gave [them] a thumbs up." He texted them 30 minutes later, asking for pics (or else he would think it didn't happen):

@jocyviviana@lanabaybee8pic.twitter.com/FqpqctR1BI
— Brynn✨ (@LUV2BCH_) July 23, 2015

There haven't been any further developments, besides thousands of news outlets picking up the story and basically saying, "This is a crazy story but idk if it's true!" I agree: It's hard to tell whether or not it is true. The chain of events is definitely plausible, but they also happened a bit too perfectly. The two sisters seem to be relishing in the publicity, constantly retweeting all the news outlets that have picked up their story. Regardless of the veracity of their claims, we can all agree that watching this unfold was probably way more fun than actually watching the game.

It's supposed to represent their love, but it has another message.

She said yes! To marriage, not to doing it in the butt.(via Imgur)

This glorious image of a happy couple in love was posted by the appropriately named redditor FunkSiren. It depicts the moments after AN proposed to AL, who I'll refer to simply as "ANAL" for the rest of the article.

ANAL, close-up. (via Imgur)

It appears that ANAL got their hibachi chef to turn off the stove and arrange a bunch of rice into the shape of their initials and a giant heart. I hope they left a big tip, because this was definitely an annoying request.

Not only are ANAL's initials rather hilariously unlucky, but so are the unfortunately placed brown and yellow dipping sauces. I don't think I need to explain, I'll just let your mind wander right into the gutter where it belongs.

As a perpetually single person, it's the simple joy of photos like this that help me get though the long, lonely days. Thanks, ANAL! Keep being weird, couples.

"OK baby, you just stay fixed in space several feet above the ground for a few seconds. OK? Baby! You gave in to Earth's gravitational field! Bad baby!"

Kid's got excellent falling form.

It's OK, you guys. Her feet, butt, and back broke the fall. The girl holding her, who was a flower girl in the wedding (maybe she's just really drawn to flowers) is apparently her sister, which means at least the baby will grow up to be able to giver her crap for this for the rest of their lives. And so will the entire Internet, since this video is currently spreading like wildfire. Just a reminder to everyone that your ability to not endanger infant lives will probably bring you more luck when it comes to one day getting married than your flower-catching skills.

I've definitely seen him in mine...

"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy."(via CBS Chicago)

A few weeks ago, Julia Graham and her husband were driving past historic Rosehill Cemetery in Chicago at around 10PM when they saw a clown nightmare come to life. To be clear, that is after hours for a cemetery. If cemeteries had bouncers this would be after they told guests "You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here, unless you're dead!" It would be weird to see anyone standing at the gate waving at you. But the fact that they're dressed as a clown is a whole other level of "WTF."

The couple watched the unidentified weirdo climb a seven foot gate, trespassing on consecrated ground for no reason other than to be a total creep. When they drove their car around to confirm that they weren't having some kind of fever dream, the clown had the audacity to wave at them, like they were the ones who were being rude for staring. Graham told CBS Chicago:

“I mean, this was somebody putting forth a lot of effort — and being really weird."

Yes, the weirdest thing about this whole episode is the amount of effort that went into it. There have apparently been a bunch of creepy clown sightings all over recently, which the video above addresses, but most of them are during the day. Who goes to the trouble of dressing up as a clown, then wandering a cemetery late at night? But this one did... and they got filmed... Wow, nevermind. It totally worked. Joke's on me. Clown's always have the last, freaky laugh.

Related: At least you don't live in a town that's being haunted by clowns.

Until Bozo gets busted, that is. Then we'll see who is laughing! Probably the clown, because they'll still be an insane clown.

If you'd said to me when I first downloaded the Kim Kardashian: Hollywood app in July 2014, "From now until next May, you will be as passionate about interacting with an avatar of Kim Kardashian as you are about comedy and feminism," I would have rolled my eyes and said you were as wrong about me as every person who ever thought I was a Hufflepuff.

But as soon as I started playing the game, I realized I could get everything I'd been working so hard for in my actual life by tapping on a phone screen.

This is me. Welcome to my life! I live inside a phone.

When I got the app, I had already been busting my butt doing comedy for seven years. In the game, I was discovered by Kim Kardashian while working in a boutique within literal seconds and got signed by an awesome agent. And I didn't even have to listen to any unsolicited advice from guys in improv classes.

Great, let's do that.

I decided on a stage name, Ariel Summertime Sad, and started getting paid for tasks I wanted to do anyway, like act in a sitcom or have brunch with Kim Kardashian.

"Of course, Kim. There's nowhere in this phone I'd rather be."

In real life, I consider my shared two-bedroom apartment to be the best place I've ever lived because I can afford my rent and my landlord isn't emotionally manipulating me. In the game, I bought a luxury loft in Tribeca that I'm pretty sure is near where Taylor Swift lives.

It only cost $10,000 imaginary dollars.

And I threw awesome parties there.

Can I get you anything to drink? Sorry, this is a phone.

What have you been up to? Oh, you can't talk, because you're part of my phone.

At this time IRL, I was working multiple part-time jobs and felt like my money was being direct deposited into a garbage can. But in the game, I became an expert long-term financial planner, diligently saving K-stars (a special form of Kardashian currency) until I had enough to buy light blue 70s-style platforms or a dog. It made me feel good and it wasn't hard, unlike living in New York.

If you don't open the app for a couple days, though, there are consequences. You lose fans. The people you date break up with you...by phone. You miss Khloe Kardashian's birthday party. Basically everything good in your fake reality starts to get chipped away, until all you're left with is your friends, family, and everything you like and don't like about your actual life.

So I played every day.

Sometimes I didn't even realize when I was acting out my desires in the game, like when I started choosing a short asymmetrical haircut for my avatar even though I actually had shoulder-length hair and would never consider that style.

There's so much pressure on women to perfectly click their hair.

Over the following months, in real life, I went from a bob to an asymmetrical style to a pixie cut. I realized that I actually really, really wanted short hair, but I didn't think it was a possibility for myself. I could only express my secret wish in iPhone Hollywood, where my 400 million fans would never desert me for straying from gender norms and changing my look. (They would only leave me if I didn't log on two days in a row.)

One day, my two-dimensional agent told me I was booked to host Saturday Night Laughs, and I was inappropriately thrilled. But first, I was forced to take comedy lessons with some guy who tried to mansplain what comedy is. That is my nightmare.

The only option is to choose "I see."

After I hosted the show, the app told me the worst thing anyone possibly could.

It is my thing! Or it was, before this app.

So then I deleted the app and realized that what's really meaningful is the world of humans and tangible objects and having a conversation over avocado toast and blah blah blah...NO. I kept playing until one day, I saw an in-game ad for a different app, Covet Fashion. And it had more realistic clothes.

My new heaven and hell.

Now that I've emerged from my time in the Kardashian incubator, which I entered with truly the emptiest of intentions, it's shocking to realize that I actually know myself a tiny bit better and have more actualized hair. But what's more shocking is how much of my time on earth I've spent tapping my phone.

On last night's premiere of 'I Am Cait,' Kanye met his mother-in-law for the first time post-transition.

Yeezy and Cait. Cait and Yeezy. (via E!/YouTube)

Kanye wanted to express his admiration for Caitlyn Jenner, but a simple "You're awesome" or "Hell yeah, Caitlin" wouldn't do. Oh no, not for Kanye. He wanted Caitlyn to know just how important of a figure she is, and of course, what kind of praise from Yeezus doesn't invoke the entire history of human existence? At a meeting at Jenner's home, West told Jenner:

I think it's one of the strongest things that have happened in our existence as human beings that are controlled by perception.

He then went on say:

You couldn't have been up against more: Like, your daughter is a supermodel, you're a celebrity, you have every type of thing, and it was still like, 'f*ck everybody, this is who I am.'

In return, Jenner expressed her admiration for Kanye, praising him for helping Kim "come to grips" with her transition. Then, in what is perhaps the world's quickest change of subject matter ever, Jenner's sister Pam asked Kanye to explain his "sock shoes" to her:

"Where can I cop these?" (via E!/YouTube)

Classic Pam.

This photo shows Alec Baldwin and his daughter, Ireland Baldwin, spending some quality time together referencing a horrible memory from their past.

If I were a pig... I would be a rude and thoughtless one of course! pic.twitter.com/5RN7EBjbUo
— Ireland (@irelandbaldwin) July 26, 2015

As you may remember, back in 2007, Alec Baldwin left a terrifying voicemail for the then-11-year-old in which he called her a "a rude, thoughtless pig." The voicemail leaked, and everyone got a peek into Alec Baldwin's parenting style.

Now, Ireland is 19 and she tweeted a pic of the duo reading a children's book called, "If I were a pig..." She captioned the photo, "If I were a pig... I would be a rude and thoughtless one of course!" What do you think is more upsetting? Having your dad call you a rude, thoughtless pig on a national scale or playfully reenacting it for a tweet years later?

Ireland, you are a wonderful and interesting person, speaking from your Instagram. Please don't forget that.

5. Snoop Dogg, because he got hassled by the cops in Sweden.

On my mamas im sick and tired of the pigs. N America n these countries that jus don't respect us fuck that new me new u u do we do 2
A video posted by snoopdogg (@snoopdogg) on Jul 26, 2015 at 6:46am PDT

With this one Instagram post, Snoop Dogg broke the heart of every Swedish fan he has, and surprisingly, that's a lot. After a concert in Uppsala, Sweden on Saturday, Snoop's car was stopped. Police suspected he was under the influence of drugs (no way), and even though he wasn't driving, he was still taken to the police station on suspicion of possession. They made him pee in a cup and searched the vehicle, but determined he was clean. (Really?)

Snoop claims he was the victim of racial profiling, but I'm not so sure of that. How many black people do Swedish cops even see? If they do profile black men, this is probably the first time they've ever had a chance to put it in practice. I do think they profiled him, not for being black, but for being Snoop Dogg. Any one of his songs would hold up in court as probable cause.

4. Ivory dealers, because Obama is coming after them.

A typical ivory dealer.(via Wikia)

President Obama is in Kenya right now, reaffirming US political ties to African governments and driving birthers crazy at the same time. In a joint press conference with Kenyan President Uhuru Kenyatta today, he took aim at the global ivory trade, saying:

"I can announce that we're proposing a new rule that bans the sale of virtually all ivory across state lines."

That's right. If you're profiting off the fruits of elephant poaching in the US, your free ride is over. From now on, it will be somewhat more complicated to make that happen. Red tape to the rescue!

This story sheds light on why the hell selling ivory is still legal at all in the US. Despite previous legislation to limit it, America is still the second-largest market for elephant ivory in the world after China. And considering that nearly 35,000 endangered African elephants are poached every year, this is a big deal. Do we have to make playing the piano illegal to stop it? I'm okay with that.

3. Drunks who want to pee on walls in San Francisco, because they're going to have to change their pants.

I didn't realize this was such a problem. Is that why it's called the Golden Gate Bridge?
(via Tumblr)

If you want to bury my heart in San Francisco, just make sure you dig a few feet deep. The top layer is soaked straight through with urine.

Public peeing has become such a problem in San Francisco that Mohammed Nuru, the director of public works, decided to implement a drastic solution: high-tech, pee-reflecting paint. Buildings around the city are being coated with Ultra-Ever Dry, a superhydrophobic coating that repels most liquids. Public Works Department spokeswoman Rachel Gordon said that the paint causes much more of the pee to splash back at the urinator than normally would:

"The urine will bounce back on the guys pants and shoes. The idea is they will think twice next time about urinating in public."

Unless that's their fetish, in which case they'll do it much more often. The program has only just begun, but property owners around the city are clamoring to have their walls painted. The city doesn't mind, either, because the cost of applying the paint is much less than repeatedly having to steam clean the walls to eliminate the smell of urine.

The city has also added public bathrooms to curb the problem, but people aren't as excited about that. It's just not as satisfyingly vindictive.

2. Khloe Kardashian, because she just split up with Lamar and he's already hitting up strip clubs.

How many strippers would it take to replace this love? Seven?
(Getty)

It's only been a few days since Khloe and Lamar finalized their divorce. It's a time when most people would nurse their wounds, think about their future, and try to piece their lives back together… but not Lamar. He's up in the club, motorboating strippers (motorboating not confirmed).

TMZ is reporting that Lamar was seen in Crazy Horse 3, a Vegas strip club, where he spent a few hours conferring with three of the dancers. He also ordered bottle service during the night, but it was only Perrier. That probably hurts Khloe even more, knowing that his judgment wasn't impaired. But for all we know, she's hanging out with strippers too. And by "know" I mean "hope."

1. A bicyclist who pooped outside and started a 73-acre wildfire.

I know we already covered people going to the bathroom outside in this article, but this is an important story. Going outside can have serious ramifications even if you try to do the right thing, as one Idaho cyclist learned.

The man was biking in the Boise foothills when he stopped to take a load off in a handy ravine. (Why do you never see that on Tour de France coverage?) He didn't want to litter, so he buried the waste and lit his used toilet paper on fire. Then he extinguished it, but not well enough. The spark spread to some dry grass, and soon the whole field was ablaze. By the time the fire was suppressed, 73 acres had gone up in smoke. And you could still smell the poop.

The man came forward and confessed to police, so they haven't released his name. He will be fined, however, and may even have to pay the fire suppression costs. It's a steep price to pay for taking a dump, but when you really have to go, no price is too high.