No More Party in My Pants

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You may have noticed ….

That Ms PartyPants is no longer lifecasting on Reblogging NonSociety.

Her departure was completely unexpected, and we – Julia’s Publicist, Comment Sheriff, Russian Girl and I — are still processing it.

We wish her well in her future endeavors partying in her own pants on GOMI. Party down, sister!

73 COMMENTS

  1. OMG… do not even tell us this is a COMPLETE guffaw-fest that is about to happen!
    I’m gettin’ the giggles if I think what’s going to happen is going to happen…

    • It was MY BIRTHDAY. What are you people not understanding?? The attention was supposed to be on me. Because it was my BIRTHDAY WEEK, I had every right — EVERY RIGHT — to steal that grey Gap hat AND to treat her and everyone else in Aspen like shit.

      PartyPants has got a nerve trying to rain on my birthday week parade. She had no right!!

      • You You YOU Jacy! Always about you! Why can’t you admit that PP was the skinniest and blondest commenter you had and you were jealous! Meanwhile I am flouncing off to follow PP at drunkentranzwhorehausen.de.

  2. THAT IS FUCKING ENOUGH. ENOUGH. ENOUGH. ENOUGH.

    You know, this is the first time I’ve ever commented in this shit hole of a website, and I’m so beyond furious I can’t even see straight.

    Stop. NOW.

  3. Seriously. Please do not quit or else we’re consider this a win for Julia. PP, I used to think you were an annoying twat but now I totally adore you. Partly because you introduced me to cheese-covered taters dipped in sour cream, but mostly because you’re really just funny as hell and I like your writing style.

  4. I’m sorry. I’m totally quitting forever or until Jacy tells me to unquit, which could be days, or months, who knows where life will take me?

    But I’m not quitting the internet (???)

  5. That was a decent I’m-leaving-because-your-mean flounce, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to deduct style points. Clearly, you should have post a long rant about how this is really hard for you and we just don’t understand then commenced with the flounce.
    Please see flounce experts Julia Allison and Jacob Ludwick for reference and good luck on your future flounce efforts.

    • Also, follow it up with a long piece in a far-right Republican tabloid, written by your mom

  6. Pfffffftttt.

    Throw a box of Franzia, a pack of Pall Malls and a bag of tater tots at PP and she’ll be back here like a Mexican whore chasing after a $2 dollar bill.

    • Yes, okay. Okay? Oh Derrrrrrrrr…you almost have Ranjit one-hand surfing again, naughty minx.

      • And if you don’t behave, Ranjit? I’ll take YOU out back behind the bleachers and show you a few tricks I learned that one summer in Prague.

    • PP, we know you, we understand, we love you. You don’t have to live by anyone’s rulz but ur own

  7. Fare thee well, fiesta trousers! We hardly knew ye.

    In hindsight, it probably wasn’t the best idea in the world to give Julia the VIP treatment here on RBNS. (Sorry, catladeez, but I think the way all us dirty, common rabble were pushed back behind the velvet rope while Julia held court was just the sort of celebrity VIP treatment Julia expected — and got.)

      • Well Party Pants, I’ve only commented on here a few times but back when I first did, I chose my name as an ode to YOU. Fiesta Trousers is good. But I still like mine better 🙂

    • I’m sorry, but this stance is a little silly.

      “Celebrity VIP treatment”? “Pushed back behind the velvet rope”? You follow a blog that gives Julia 24/7 scrutiny, so why do you resent PP for giving Julia 30 minutes in chat? The chat was chaotic, and PP was clearly trying to maintain order; how was she supposed to do it but by feeding Julia one question at a time?

      I don’t understand commenters who see RBNS as an epic struggle between Julia Allison and the forces of reason. Julia misbehaves, we comment on it, lulz are had, she responds directly to us, and suddenly all hell breaks loose? It makes no sense. If anything, the chat incident was a fascinating–but temporary–destruction of the fourth wall. It was ~postmodern~ (sorry, I’m a grad student). Attaching moral judgments to PP’s decision is just odd.

  8. Miss Partypants,

    May I remind you of The First Commandment:

    “Thou shalt not take away other people’s LOLs.”

    Or do you want me put locusts all up in your hizzhouse?

    Sort it.

  9. Damn, me thinks I got punked with the flounce but, just in case I didn’t…..what if I let you lick my cake? Will you come back then? I’ll even tattoo an NBC logo on myself if that’s what it takes.

    • One of the funnier comments I’ve read tonight.

      You bishes are taking this entirely too seriously, if you’re passing up these gems.

  10. pp cried all night yesterday and is crying now. she would show you RIGHT NOW ON WEBCAM if it weren’t for a few soul-exhaustion zits.

  11. This is the first time I’ve even felt like commenting. PP, you’re doing God’s work. I’m sure she’ll be here in a minute to confirm it.

  12. Really this statement shouldn’t have been issued until PP has pulled all of her posts. Has she set up Shamshackle Sham(wow) yet? “A shamshackle guide to Franzianess”.

    Carry on.

  13. Meh. This will be news when she announces she’s now blonde, and blogging for Nonsociety.

    But seriously, stay.

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