i would enjoy being famous for [bannable] cheney.
i would enjoy being famous for curing cancer, or going into space, or winning an olympic contest. i’ve also always wanted to be able to sing. i’d settle for being a famous DJ, which i can actually do well even as my voice isn’t the greatest.
Already had mine, thanks.
Back to the foot of the line for me…
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I kinda think being famous posthumously would be the best of both worlds. 🙂
Anonymity in life, fame after death. Can’t possibly get a swelled head that way.
For what? I dunno. The funniest joke in the world?
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No. The Paparazzi should all starve to death.
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Only if it got me free donuts. Those ones that look like bismarks but have vanilla pudding in them and chocolate on top. Otherwise, nope.
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fame is a bitch. no. tho, better art sales would be nice.
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Fame many times is just a pain in the ass because you are constantly grouped with other famous people who provide alot of the pain.
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“George Burns was right. Show business is a hideous bitch goddess.” — Bart Simpson.
So, y’know, maybe just for a long weekend 🙂
Also come by and give me all your money, ’cause dough beats fame like a rented mule: http://tinyurl.com/y8pzab4
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If recognized and respected are the same as being famous, then count me in. But if I have to get drunk in public and have a stalker photographer catch me flashing my johnson just so I land a spot in this week’s People, then no, I’m good.
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No. I would prefer to be poor and anonymous to rich and famous (well, rich and anonymous would be OK). I couldn’t take the attention famous people get.
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I’m already famous for not being famous.
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History shows us that the famous are rarely significant and the significant are rarely famous.
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Maybe for 15 minutes.
i would enjoy being famous for [bannable] cheney.
i would enjoy being famous for curing cancer, or going into space, or winning an olympic contest. i’ve also always wanted to be able to sing. i’d settle for being a famous DJ, which i can actually do well even as my voice isn’t the greatest.
I’d like to be the Tiger Woods of fucking.
Cf..
Already had mine, thanks.
Back to the foot of the line for me…
I kinda think being famous posthumously would be the best of both worlds. 🙂
Anonymity in life, fame after death. Can’t possibly get a swelled head that way.
For what? I dunno. The funniest joke in the world?
No. The Paparazzi should all starve to death.
Only if it got me free donuts. Those ones that look like bismarks but have vanilla pudding in them and chocolate on top. Otherwise, nope.
fame is a bitch. no. tho, better art sales would be nice.
Fame many times is just a pain in the ass because you are constantly grouped with other famous people who provide alot of the pain.
“George Burns was right. Show business is a hideous bitch goddess.” — Bart Simpson.
So, y’know, maybe just for a long weekend 🙂
Also come by and give me all your money, ’cause dough beats fame like a rented mule: http://tinyurl.com/y8pzab4
If recognized and respected are the same as being famous, then count me in. But if I have to get drunk in public and have a stalker photographer catch me flashing my johnson just so I land a spot in this week’s People, then no, I’m good.
No. I would prefer to be poor and anonymous to rich and famous (well, rich and anonymous would be OK). I couldn’t take the attention famous people get.
I’m already famous for not being famous.
History shows us that the famous are rarely significant and the significant are rarely famous.