"Jersey Shore" star Snooki is planning a huge birthday blowout in New York next week -- sponsored by LifeStyles condoms. So guys, who do you wish would sponsor your birthday party? And is it OK for "grown up" women to throw huge birthday parties for themselves?
Reformed Player says:
I'm not a huge fan of huge birthday parties. But that's mainly because birthdays are just yearly reminders that I have moved closer to the grave. I will say that I find that huge birthday blowouts, really big gaudy ones, are to women what sports cars are to men. Massive, obnoxious ego strokes. What are you trying to overcompensate for, princess?
If I had to have a birthday sponsored, though, I suppose I'd want it sponsored by Cash 4 Gold.
Chic Geek says:
Why are they even bothering to hand out condoms? If you're going to Snooki's birthday party, it's safe to say you already have herpes on your gonorrhea.
I have no problem with women throwing huge birthday bashes for themselves. That said, the tiara thing is getting a little out of hand. If you're past the age of, say, 13, it starts to look a little sad. It's your birthday; you're already the center of attention by default. Why do you also have to be Princess Drunkypants all night? Imagine if you saw a guy in a bar wearing a crown and wielding a scepter. Would you really want to go home with "The Birthday Prince"?
As for a sponsor, I'll go with Mrs. Field's. Them cookie cakes is tasty.
Funny Guy says:
Show me a well-adjusted woman, with a great sense of self-esteem and a passion for human rights and I'll show you a woman who doesn't throw lavish, balls-out birthday bashes for themselves. Does this mean all chicks who rent a ballroom and make people watch them blow out candles on the ten tier cake they bought are tacky? No, but quite likely. I vote "Yes" turn-off.
However, if I were to throw a flashy bash for myself, I'd want Campbell's Chunky Soup to sponsor it. How come? Um, how 'bout these reasons:
Eats like a meal.
Delicious.
Nutritious.
Gal Pal says:
I love me a good birthday and see no shame in throwing yourself a grand party - so long as you insist on two things: 1) no gifts and 2) no guest costs (i.e. no club cover charge, no pricey group dinners and no splitting the cost of the male stripper you've flown in from Reno to blow out your candles).
As for my dream birthday sponsors? Franzia and Shape-Ups.
Mystery Man says:
I actively and forcefully discourage people from trying to celebrate my birthday. So my ideal sponsor would be The Society of Pleasant Misanthropes.
Once you get past 21, huge birthday parties are pathetic really. Just another way for over entitled, egotistical people to scream "Look at me! Pay me some attention!" An even bigger turn off than the toxic orange one herself, in other words.
Girls' BFF says:
Hmm...who would I want to sponsor my party? Oooh ooh, I know. St. Ides. Back in the 90s they used to have the dopest commercials full of rappers and other individuals who look like they might murder you for your beanie. I'm not sure if they're still in business, but if they are, I'd love for them to pony up the dividends on the sponsorship. And hell yeah, grown women should have birthday parties for themselves as long as they can muster up the energy to throw on a thong and let the good times roll. I see no harm in it whatsoever. Plus, the harder they party, the more likely a crotch shot will end up on TMZ and thats good for blackmail when they have children. Yay, democracy!
Wise-Ass says:
I like the idea, since it will bring the entire cast and all their goomba friends together in one place, and I can pray for a meteor to hit and turn them all into dust. Fingers crossed.
Cary: Agreed.