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This same fellow wrote an excellent book called "Mindless Eating: Why We Eat More Than We Think," and it's chock full of awesome experiments even more interesting than this one. Can't recommend the book enough.

What IS it with this site being so aggressively anti-exercise?

It's what plants crave!

"1-800-Flowers? I'd like the Domesticate Ya bouquet"

That's why I always carry around Melville despite never getting past page 3. As a bonus, disembodied brains can be trapped in the dense symoblist tomb forever.

Seconded! Hillary, please account for this! I've never heard anything bad about Glen Davis and he comes across as really nice and down-to-earth in interviews I've seen with him. I once saw an interview where he was asked what he would buy with a million dollars, and his answer was "Uhh...I don't know...socks?"

"[...] #huskytwitter was born to celebrate the healthier male form."

#HuskyTwitter is ruined for me because it is not a hashtag which will take me to photos of dogs.

I have to hold myself back from correcting people whenever they bring up Marilyn Monroe's size. I am also annoyed by people who say 'a pound of fat weighs the same as a pound of muscle'. Well no shit. The point is that a pound of muscle takes up much less volume than a pound of fat. People have no sense of

"Pancakes for dinner? I literally did not know that was possible." - Zoey, "Nurse Jackie"

That last one is inaccurate: prokaryotes don't have membrane-bound organelles!

Just a reminder: Apple also refuses to recognize when you're typing the word "vagina" into your iPhone.

He started typing those "Nopes" as soon as he got to the "Jezebel" part of the URL. He didn't even see the part about butt holes.

My unscientific instinct tells me that "toxins" wouldn't be sweated out so much as simmered down to a more harmful concentration. :)

That's an entirely rational response. By toxins, I assume those people are mostly speaking about those dreaded electrolytes that keep us alive.

My once non-existent white butt is now a strong independent "and that's the night the lights went out in Georgia" Julia Sugarbaker-type because of leg day. It can do whatever it wants thanks to barbell squats, weighted lunges and deadlifts. This lunatic nonsense makes my butt as angry as racist Atlanta society types

Steve seems alright especially compared to that creepy aryan toaster strudel Nazi kid.

Yeah. Not shaming but her face doesn't move now, forget about at 60.

Sounds like someone is fulfilling the requirements of their 12 step program.