I feel like we're really glossing over this tho "an experiment to teach dolphins to speak English."

Did someone TELL her she was being denied entry bc her shirt would incite lust and distraction? Or is this mb just where she's taking it, bc she's embarrassed that she didn't know something that even meth head repeat offenders and juvenile delinquents know? That you typically cannot wear sleeveless tops in even the…

dude! Dude! Duuuuuuuude!!!!!

I thought that I had anger/daddy issues. Yikes.

Hell, as someone who's half Asian, I can't tell white people apart. Especially when they're jogging. I could sit down on a part bench and watch the same white girl with a ponytail and an iPod run by 12 times in half an hour, wearing a different color shirt (white, orange, or pink) each time.

But now, even white guys gotta shout....

I first heard this song on the radio the night before I graduated from high school, and it filled me with so much joy. It was more than just discovering that somewhere in the world there were guys who would appreciate my big butt. Knowing that there were people in the world who liked my ass as-is made me believe that…

I think Sir Mix Alot knew it was a silly, albeit deeply politically important (see my argument below) party song in the first place.

I've never been to reddit and Ive been a Jezebel commenter for many years.

It was legitimately a revelation for me in high school (white woman with small waist and big hips/butt). It had not occurred to me that my body type could be found MORE attractive to some people, as opposed to flawed. I remember hearing it and almost wanting to cry out of relief.

I like to think that the song has grown to become an anthem against body-shaming. Whatever your shape, there are people out there who will find you sexy.

Okay, now you've insulted me twice, so I have no choice but to address this. I'm a white, middle-aged, super-feminist female who sees only light-hearted fun set to an excellent beat in this video. AND I'm a solid, contributing member of the Reddit community where, contrary to what people like you think, there are…

That lady in the black dress is my spirit animal.

My then-boyfriend takes 16-year-old me to a friend's house on a typical Saturday night for some casual underage drinking and hanging out. I'm a very casual observer of the herb at this point in my life, as in I'll happily indulge if someone hands me a bowl but I've not yet formed the daily habit that would become one…

About 13 years ago, I was working for a bottled water company (we will call it BWC 1). I was kind of a disgruntled employee because I'd become part of this particular company through my previous employer, a different bottled water company (BWC 2), getting purchased by the parent company of BWC 1 and having chosen to…

Oh, man. Edibles. I had a journey alright. A journey of lost love, challenging stairs, and the solace of watching the Winter Olympics.

At Solstice a few years ago my friend and I got brownies and each ate an entire one. Within a few hours my friend literally ran away and got in a cab. She left me a voicemail soon after saying she was scared but I was too stoned to care. I couldn't find my car and was worried my lips were going to fall off. My little…

During my mid-20's I enjoyed throwing elaborate parties for myself which often involved smoking bud in fun places. For my 25th, I decided to cast off the charade and just have a brownie party at the house I was renting with my then-gf, now wife and a large group of friends. For the majority of party-goers, this was…

"I can see my hands, I can see my legs, my body...BUT I'VE NEVER SEEN MY FACE."

A former friend lived with a woman that was a major stoner. Wake up, smoke. Go to bed, smoke. All the time, smoke. Therefore, her tolerance was very high. (haha...high.) One time we were hanging out and she had made pot brownies, a whole pan of them cut into little squares. She offered them to us and we ate a few,…