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I would never want to be an A-lister. A-list parties are stuffy and boring. A-listers are way too concerned about their appearance to let go and have a good time.
The B-list is where it's at. B-listers let it all hang out. B-listers…well, B-listers get to have "Happy Divorce" parties:
They also get to experience the joy of staging a comeback!
Plus, if we were to ever get too drunk and flash our cootch while exiting a cab, we wouldn't have to worry about our last Brazilian. There's that, too. A-listers? They'd be screwed.
Or, how 'bout our adoption procedings in third-world countries? We totally wouldn't need to hire any security for that shit!
But I suppose the best part of being a B-lister is when you have to explain yourself all the time.
GS: Yeah, we're that famous blog that likes to redesign every few months. We're on Playboy Radio, too!
Fan-of-sorts: Oh shit! The ones with all the tattoos and kinky piercings?! I fucking love you broads!
GS: Oh, erm…no. That'd be the Suicide Girls.
Fan-of-sorts: Right, right. So you're the ones with the webcams?
GS: [mumbling.] Fucking, fuck.
Fan-of-sorts: Right on!! High-five!
That's what we live for, folks. It doesn't get any better than this. But don't worry, as B-listers we still put our panties on one leg at time.
To see where you stand on this list go to Kineda and check out the nifty little widget they put together.
You know what? Fuck lists.
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Um… I guess I’m B lister, too. Like you, I put on my panties one leg at a time. Well, um, actually they’re my wife’s panties. Is that weird? Maybe I’m a C lister.
And of course the D list would be for people who don’t wear any panties, ever, except for the occasional diaper. I made it off the D list quite a few years ago, but if genetics are any predictor, I’m heading back there in another 30 years or so.
By the way, I’ve been looking all over this site for the web cam link. Where is it?
And, since I’m actually writing this from the early 1980s (its a technological time warp thing that I don’t quite understand–but we have polyester clothing here and I know you guys are going to love it) what is Playboy Radio? I’m familiar with the magazine. Since you can’t “see” radio, does the disk jocky just sit there and tell you how big the tits are on that month’s centerfold?
DJ: Yep, she’s got really big ones. Wow. Okay, now I’m looking at next month’s. Yes, she’s got nice ones. They’re big, too….
Dan, you’re an F-lister…F for Freaky.
Meow.
You can listen to our Playboy Radio show here: Dirtyspoke. But as for the webcam, it’s just a static image of Jenna eating a tuna fish sandwich, you’re not missing much.
Well, while I might otherwise be an F-lister, I’m spared that ignominy by my uncanny ability to accessorize effectively on a moment’s notice.
Rowf!
A list, yikes. Every A-lister I’ve ever interacted with is quite the Asshat. Give me B-list any day, especially if Girlspoke is involved. I’m looking forward to the Girlspoke junket to Panama City Beach over spring break. I hope you are planning the trip already. Talk about B-list heaven.
jr
Tara Reid… B lister? Come on, who we kidding? In a couple of years Tara Reid’s descent into celebrity oblivion will be complete when she signs up for Celebrity Boxing. I’m thinking Tara Reid vs Emanuel Lewis and Gary Coleman. I’m just hoping this event doesn’t further unravel and conclude with Lewis and Coleman having a sword fight in her mouth.
Hootch
ps. okay. maybe I AM hoping for that just a little
Holy crap, I would pay trunks of money to see that.