Much obliged ;).

Muscle does not weigh more than fat. A pound of feathers weighs the same as a pound of bricks-the difference is in the volume it takes up.

Wow. I can't believe how many people on this thread are uninformed. Muscle does not weigh less than fat. Does a pound of feathers way more than a pound of bricks? No. A pound is a pound. Muscle takes up less space than fat which you will notice changes in your clothing size rather than the scale. If you're not seeing…

There's no need to feed his illusion that he had any part in tearing that wall down.

Actually, that's not true. People had television and radio behind the iron curtain, too, and antennae who could pick up West German channels. They knew what was happening. When Günter Schabowski announced that people would be allowed to travel to West Germany, effective immediately, Berlin wasn't the only place were…

If anyone should play at the Berlin Wall Anniversary Gig, it's the Scorpions. Wind Of Change, duh. And if we need more than one act (which we probably do), how about asking bands and artists from former Warsaw pact states whose music criticized the repressive systems they lived in? The Plastic People Of The Universe…

Wow, you're so classy.

Girl, that last line is like my personal life mantra. Seriously. I really enjoy dating a woman for a lot of reasons, but one being she understands that girls fart, burp, poop and do all those normal human being type things.

Tiffany's not the gross one here.

kind of rude and smug when people here are eing so generous with their stories to throw it in our faces. says a lot aout you.

Oh yeah, Shitbag's real name was Scott. On the (very) off chance that you know him and connect the dots from this story, you should judge him and revile his friendship. <3

That's how I want to go. I want a life long friend with me, getting stoned and having a pint. When my mum was dying, I sat her down and rolled her last joint for her. We spent the day laughing our arses off and eating pumpkin scones. She passed on the next day and while I miss her so much I can't help but have my…

You know, plenty of women vastly prefer men who look like Nick to men who look like Josh. It's only weird, bitter nice guys who think that muscle-bound lunkheads are the only ones who can attract beautiful women.

There is nothing—literally nothing—about Leo's summer vacation that does not fill me with joy. Deepest, heart-warming, life-enhancing joy. It's so beautiful. Yachts, water-gun fights and watching a friend nearly smack up a little shitkicker in sunny, golden Ibiza. It's sublime Pleasure unconfined. It doesn't even make…

Google Image search needs to have a warning process for shit like that. You click search and if the results are completely disgusting, a message pops up that says "ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS ONE? BECAUSE THERE IS SOME FUCKED UP SHIT HERE." And then you can decide if you want to proceed.

It helps you perfectly align your hand with Ayn Rand's corpse. It also lights up when your yoga pants become see-through.

I wish it were possible to have a reasonable, rational conversation about Palin, even six years after her vice presidential campaign. Because even though her political beliefs are so thoroughly antithetical to mine, there's still some tiny, angry corner of my brain that gets weirdly, wildly defensive about her right…

Thank you for having the one comment that actually shows some caring for the girls and not an excuse to post a joke or some snark.

It's disheartening to see the situation become more volatile & the country becoming divided over this issue. One can only hope that the high-profile kidnapping of political figures would drive these governments to pursue Boko Haram & find those girls.

So is prostate cancer, but I don't see anyone saying, "Gee, we can't hire Bob. He's a man over 50 and he'll probably get prostate cancer. He'll be out to have chemo and then that will screw up our insurance rates. Better not hire him."