I disagree. I think that the tanning people only thought they could get away with it because they assumed that no woman would admit in public to weighing over 230 pounds. The employee's comments in the interview were consistent with that, and like some other people in the thread, I was wondering if it was a scam that…

Yeah, I don't feeel like there is a lot of article reading happening here.

Oh poor, poor Nicole. She looks totally overwhelmed. Don't worry dear, none of us are any match for the powers of a local Fox TV News reporter.

first off, what is the actual weight limit of a standard tanning bed? secondly, did they say that the stand-up bed is going to be broken permanently? Lastly, tanning is stupid and on top of having high blood pressure and heart disease, does this woman ALSO want cancer?

So, I guess.... I could carry my groceries in and still have both hands free? Cool. I followed the link and learned more:

Murder (at least by itself) is not a federal crime, so that won't be charged here. Theoretically they could charge him with murder in state court, but seems unlikely if he's facing the death penalty in federal court on terrorism-related charges.

From my Instagram feed... The dude who posted is like 6'5'' 250 & pure muscle. I can't even describe how ridiculous his obsession is with these, it's beyond comical

Doesn't "crossing the Rainbow Bridge" sound like a euphemism for "coming out"? :)

Butterscotch schnapps, a few kinds of kahlua, coffee liquor, Tito's, and Manischewitz? Cool liquor bar!

Here's a true story from my life. I went to spring training in Arizona, and at Tempe Diablo Stadium, (where the angels call home in the spring) they sell tall boys of the original recipe Bud Light Lime-a-Rita. I made the unfortunate decision to drink these exclusively throughout the game. By the end of the game I had…

While I do agree that STRAW-ber-RITA is a rubbish name for a beer, it pales in comparison to the person who came up with Coors Light Iced Tea and failed to consider it as an acronym.

This definitely got to me when I first watched it.

The Weeping Angels in "Blink" had to be the best antagonists ever. I really enjoyed how it felt like you were a part of the action, because they never moved when it was just the camera observing them. Then they make their next appearance, and the rules change completely. The camera no longer counts as an observer, and…

You're behind the times. It's Mass Effect now.

The Etsy-Man is in incredible shape. I wish I had half the physique as that knitted, rayon-engorged gentleman.

Ladies even a pillow boyfriend would rather lay in bed than talk to you.