I see what you're saying, but....Hawk Axe.

This incredibly attractive holster, for when the zombies attack...yeah, you could put this stuff in a backpack, but would it be readily accessible in case of UNEXPECTED UNDEAD ATTACK!? No, I did not think so.

They better hope this doesn't work....because you know what happens when you block fat absorption? It's not absorbed by your body - it's absorbed like the sad, leftover oil on your pizza right into your cotton Hanes.

I could watch this forever.

Two best friends. This entire series of photos is squee worthy.

I met an incredibly bright, sweet turkey named Isaiah recently. He was a rescue from a turkey farm, so he had a crazy huge breast and problems walking/molting but he would follow me around and cuddle with me and make little coo sounds. It was all too much. Now I don't eat turkey.

Glad I saw this comment before watching the trailer - it so perfectly encapsulated the absurd CGI that I was more amused than disappointed.

Oh, I agree with him...this line “I feel stress. I don’t like the way stress feels. I want to numb stress. I eat food. A lot.” accounts for my CRAZY EATING on election day/night. At one point I was frying a burrito while covering a skinny cow ice-cream sandwich with chocolate and peanut butter (what? I didn't…

I want to swing around a YES banner covered in balloons for this comment. My father was a 'functioning' alcoholic until his liver gave out when I was 11, and he was an amazing father who always encouraged us and made us feel loved. He was self-medicating the worst, longest case of depression my mother ever saw - and…

Panicked and ate a SmartOnes...and it was realllly good. Shockingly good. Nom nom nom.

Similar issue in Texas - tried to vote for Beyonce but apparently I voted for Taylor Swift? Traumatic.

Stupidly ate dinner at 4:30, now I'm incredibly hungry but unsure if I should just go all out for a full second dinner...this is too stressful to watch without delicious comfort foods!

AGREED. I was shaking my BF yelling "That's Cory Booker, let's tweet @ him!" but BF didn't even know who he was...disappointing.

I wasn't paying attention and thought the dad killed himself at the end...then realized I had started another comic. Whoops.

I want to finish it but after that uh, panel....is it going to happen again? HOW DO I PREPARE!? Now I'm just scrolling at a speed of one panel per five minutes. I can barely remember how this started...ahhhhhh....

"They tempted me!" claimed the emaciated cop. "I know it's Halloween, but women need to show some restraint. There was a slutty banana, a slutty Instant Noodles, and a whole collection of M&Ms. Christ, there was even a seXy watermelon! What's a grown man to do in the face of such a slutty smorgasbord?"

I will concede that sucker was pretty heavy - but no heavier than it was 3 months ago. So I broke even, which is shameful after 3 months, but at least I looked hilarious doing it, just sort of....hanging there off the seat, trying my darnedest to Make It Work.

Sitting, it's a gruesome sight.

I recently joined an excellent fitness club - working all my muscles, strength training at least 3x a week + cardio, being appropriately pushed by my trainer, etc etc. I just did my first strength, wherein I increased my overall strength by 30% over three months. And yet I STILL embarrassed the hell out of myself…

Bizarre syntax, oh yes! I mean, Romney just didn't make any sense on the economy/foreign policy link. "Before thousands of investors, including myself, pile money on... informed advice with drastic consequences from a so called professional...qualified....documents that you don t understand."