The seven-second video, featuring (Irish?) commentary:

Ugh, that sucks. It's not any cooler to say something nasty about a small body than it is about a large one.

God bless her but I think I'm too old for this.

Serious. As someone who cut there teeth on the early days of internet, helped with the Java rollout, and even had a few bits of code in some basic products, suddenly anybody over 30 is an “old dude”. Still get plenty of contract work, though my retirement plan is whack.

How is babby formed?

TBH, if that lady was my over-sensitive uptight relative I would never stop pointing at the bear non-vagina.

I know if that cake showed up in my circle of friends we would never stop pointing and laughing. Even better if someone was offended.

I’ll be honest, I am more horrified that grown adults were poking at a cake that was meant for public consumption, Foof.

Equally horrified that guests at a CHRISTENING were poking at the “vagina” on the cake meant for public consumption at .... A CHRISTENING.

This is EXACTLY what I was expecting to hear from someone on the inside. Been there. Not a hip clothing company but a supposedly liberal one that valued culture over production. YEP!

I also work in the business and echo this

Women who call other grown women girls and think that feminism is about referring to women as “womyn” are the reason I have a growing drug problem and an intimate relationship with my middle finger.

It’s not just that the prices have skyrocketed, it’s that the quality has tanked. In college I would splurge on one of their cashmere v-necks a year and gradually built up a nice little collection that lasted most of a decade. Two of the last three sweaters I bought there arrived with holes in them. Also 98% of their…

Last week I rejected the advances of a man while waiting to cross the street. I rejected him because 1) I am not interested 2) I am married. And, while I wasn't rude to him, I didn't take the time to coddle his feelings because 1) I was returning from visiting my dying mother and was exhausted in all ways and 2) I…

The detail of Kohl's was so on point.

THIS IS AMAZING

Bachelorette parties will forever have a special place in my heart. The first time I ever went to a real club (alone and with a male friend), this guy kept creeping over and grinding on me, uninvited. I wasn't yet the elbow-throwing feminist menace I am today, so I didn't know what to do other than sort of awkwardly…

If only there had been a good guy with a chair, this could have been prevented.

Oh, my gahhhhhd, all those itty bitty bits of broken glass mixed with liquor that the bartender is going to have to scrape out of the well and rinse out of the floor mats at the end of her shift. ONE broken bottle of liquor in the bar feels like a nightmare on a busy night, but this horseshit? Uuuuhhhhnnnngh.

"I don't understand why women just don't TELL men they aren't interested."