Yeah, today's shit-show was horrendous. Oksana didn't let a thing drop, Howard went full-retard on the interview, the guy from Scrubs was a snoozer, Richard taking beer up the ass. . . . why do I do this shit to myself? But then this story emerged. It's a story about the OK tornado. An old fat woman, Barbara Garcia, is being interviewed amongst the incredible rubble of her home. She describes going into the bathroom with her dog, Brownsey, to ride out the storm. Her house got obliterated. After the twister ripped her house apart, she found herself on the ground, uninjured, but her dog no where to be found. And then the news crew saw the pooch under some debris. The woman weakly pulled the debris off the uninjured dog. Old woman reunited with her pooch. "I thought God granted one prayer by letting me survive and now he answered both." http://houston.cbslocal.com/2013/05/21/woman-finds-dog-lost-during-tornado-while-being-interviewed/ No tears from me, but damn close.