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I don't know that people's concern about Frederickson comes from misguided ideas that it's okay to watch a fat person using unhealthy methods to reach a goal weight but not a thin person. Significantly overweight people who continue to gain may run an increased risk of health problems; significantly underweight people

Don't forget The Incredibles, in which Elastigirl has developed thicker thighs as Elastiwoman. Sure, she's still got a narrow waist, but the movie makes a point about how even her super-body has changed — yet she puts on the form-fitting costume and fights evil-doers anyway.

I don't have kids and have never really wanted them, but that image just brings tears to my eyes. It's amazing how much people who aren't real — or even realistically depicted, for that matter — can evoke such compassion and empathy.

Why are you advocating punitive measures for people who have done nothing wrong? Abortion is a consequence. Even for those who are firmly pro-choice and are certain of their decision, it's still a difficult event to face. No one would rather have an abortion than not be pregnant.

That becomes even funnier if you hear it in Mrs. Broflovski's voice. "Kyyyyle!?"

I can see how it would cause anxiety too, and I'm sympathetic to people who deal with anxiety issues. He loses any sympathy he might otherwise have deserved when he decided to remain in the course despite knowing the requirement for participation. Also, participation was only 15 percent of his grade. Had he worked

I was kind of hoping that headline meant there was an army of women going out and giving magnificently generous gifts to financially struggling workers. If that isn't true, it should be.

If I can't tip at least 20 percent, I order less so I can damned well afford to tip 20%. If I can't even manage that, it's a sign I should stay home and cook something frugal.

Given how that money will be used, she will very likely have changed far more lives indirectly. I can definitely see the allure, and if I'm ever fortunate enough to have a spare $5,000 to throw around, I hope I grow up to be just like that anonymous benefactor.

I see your Colin Kaepernick and raise you a Kenny Vaccaro:

I'm okay with being happy for the rest of the team and their fans, but Carroll makes me too sick to even think of him as a "silver fox." Yecch. Can't stand that oily man.

Now I see why he had to develop his coercion techniques. He picked someone up, she agreed to leave the bar with him and noped the fuck out of there when she got a good look at his bitter, terrifying rape-face in brighter light.

The gap between persuasion and coercion is not a small one. Persuasion says, in essence, "I think you'd enjoy this just as much as I would." Coercion is "Do this, or suffer consequences." For a good example of coercion, let's look at your post: "Don't do that; it's not very nice, and when alcohol is involved, it may

The rest of the story has a lot more context for why the poster describes the patient's life this way. I think it's fair to say that someone who shoots IV drugs into her taint and waits until an infection is this bad to seek medical help probably isn't leading a life filled with compassion, hope and promise. "Despair

People who take pride in being brutally honest often seem to derive more pleasure from the brutality than the honesty. That's what my mom always said when she tried to teach me tact, anyway.

The sad thing is that I momentarily read that as Kraft foods and instantly thought, "Ooh, I haven't had any fluorescent orange boxed mac and cheese in ages — I know what's for lunch today!"

Thank you for my new desktop wallpaper. <3

I wish I did, but I am way older than Power Wheels. I had a big metal car that I named Zoom-Zoom and had to push along with my feet like Fred Flintstone, though, which really makes me feel like a relic!

McCarthy's weird staring eyes in that picture creep me out just as much now as they ever did. In St. Elmo's Fire, he seemed to think intensity equaled opening those unblinking eyes wider and wider...and wi-i-i-i-i-der. Once I noticed that about him, I could never un-see it in any other movie of his I watched.

I didn't do that as a kid, but as a teen, I was mistaken for a mannequin more than once. That seemed really strange to me because at just a few inches over five feet tall and about 130 pounds, I was never the right size or shape to be a mannequin.