I shop at Wal-Mart all the time. Cheaper prices, good selection, fast checkout when I use self-service.

Anything so sacred that it can’t be laughed at deserves to be laughed at. This is funny.

Dear Cheryl,

Ah, Wiz Khalifa fighting the big, important fights for our generation.

That’s fine. Personally, I don’t believe U2 or Creed are sincere and passionate about anything other than how much they admire themselves for being Men Who Feel Things. That’s a large part of what makes them so gross.

First they came for our dishware, and I did not speak out—

That looks ideal for a pickpocket to slip a hand into and grab your wallet and phone while you’re paying attention to the baby.

It’s newsworthy. But yeah, this story has a kinda Darwin Award-y vibe to it.

So a woman, with full access to the internet and applicable information about the risks, chose to have junk injected in her ass in a basement by someone who she knew wasn’t a doctor.

I think that you probably just did more to reinforce why people think 'snobby' wine people are insufferable, than you did to refute it.

If this is the worst thing that ever happens to Ms. Arbelaez, she's going to be fine. Look at all the publicity TPIR received. It could always be worse — she could be a Kardashian.

It didn't shock me she grew up Mormon, which has a particularly racist past as a religion. I imagine that had something to do with her ignorance.

My dream is to live in a huge house with a huge backyard and tons of rescue dogs. Too bad I'm poor.

I feel some sort of sweet victory in the dejection of those two pretentious know-it-alls that storm off. HAW HAW.

Also no inflight proposals, no safety demonstrations choreographed to overplayed Top 40 hits, and, for the love of God, no "raps" OF ANY KIND, ON ANY SUBJECT, from any members of the flight crew. Ever.

There should be an airline for people who don't care about gimmicks. I don't want to rush to fight for a seat. I don't want to hear anyone singing on my plane. I don't want social seating. Reasonable fares, comprehensible fees, on time service, and as much quiet as can be reasonably expected from a large group of…

He was an entertaining wrestler but speaking and mentally he was basically the wrestling equivalent of a Doc Bronner's Soap bottle.