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Friday August 23, 2002 - 4:50 p.m. I swear I will get off this subject, but I just have to comment on Peth's guestbook comments: "...I haven't heard the Nelly song, but I do like big butts. I'm too old to appreciate the shiny big pants though." And I have to say, yes, I'm with her on this one. I am pro-big-butts. (Which is not to say that I am a professional big butt. No. Cause I'm not. I'm just on the pro side of the issue.) And did you know that MTV actually banned that video for a while? That's what they claim anyway, but I don't know when they actually did it because I very clearly remember watching it on television at High School Boyfriend's house. Anyway, one might argue that Mr. Mix-A-Lot's composition is just as inane as the previously mentioned Nelly song. And I suppose I believe that there may be some basis to that, but I just can't fully agree. I am going to stand on the conviction that, while Hot In Herre (May's guestbook entry: "oh man, do you want to know what the title of that nelly song is? it'll make your grammar gland itch: 'hot in herre.' with two 'R's. TWO 'R's! i suppose the extra 'r' might stand for 'remedial.' or maybe it's supposed to be pronounced 'hot in her rear.'...") is merely stupid and embarrassing, Baby Got Back is stupid and endearing. Sort of a Valentine to healthy posteriors everywhere, really. [Note: For the record, I do not, in fact, have back. It's a tragedy of genetics.] And besides, any song that refers to "Rumplesmoothskin" is so okay by me. Okay? [Note: Also for the record, I agree with Peth on the shiny pants point as well.] All right then. I will move on now.
-Mlle R
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