FB: Liberty League

[Jonny Utah]

Garnet, put in "low self esteem" and "low standards" with your hot random women search, and see if you can get a phone # for me

[Garnet]

MAYBE IT'S MY RED SHIRT...
Accounting girl walked by Gro's office not once, not twice, but 3 times in the last 2min (her alibi, getting supplies from the storage closet). Each time taking a glance at America's hardest working enginegro...

'Gro might be on to something.  Look how the women can't resist this guys red shirt.

[frank uible]

jonny: Any one of them broads would be the death of you. Yeh - I know - what a way to go!

[JT]

DAWG TAKING SUGGESTIONS ON GETTING EVEN WITH COMPANY LUNCH THIEF

Dawg's sure that you all have been struck by the 'Company Lunch Thief' at one time or another.  Even if you announce to the office that you have the pepporoni pizza in the fridge and it has your name on it, the Company Lunch Thief will go to drastic measures to make sure that he/she eats it before you can.  Usually said thief is the one that makes the most money in the workplace and is at minimum a VP of something.  Dawg has plenty of ideas on getting the 'Company Lunch Thief' back but wanted to consult with the LL PP Playas on other options.  Dawg is sure that the best will be used for said jacka$$.   

Red hot sauce is the key.  The more scoville units, the better.  Hide it under the cheese in the pizza.  Here are some hot sauce ideas, that will make the thief very uncomfortable.  Burn on the way in and out.

http://www.firegirl.com/extreme.html

[JT]

Dawg... the neon sign on the front still says "Fades, Flat Tops, and Conventional"....  who's had a flat top since 1995?

Howie Long

['gro]

JT - good call on howie long.

Side note: ND Coach Charlie Weiss has one of the tightest fades in the bidnass. He probably travels to Gary, IN and gets faded out in the hood.

[Touchdown Tommy]

Speaking of Gary, IN aka the Official armpit of the United States...Bus has a good story about his one and hopefully only appearance there.

So Bus is driving through Chicago with about 1/8 of a tank of gas in his car and hits a typical Windy City traffic jam at noon on a Friday afternoon on I-294.  Traffic literally stops for about 1.5 hours and crawls at a snails pace (ambulance horns blaring as there is an accident up ahead).  Bus keeps checking his "fuel economy" and sees it is dropping precipitously.  He is in the far left lane of the 4 lanes and keeps looking for exits with a gas station as he is clearly in dire straits.  If the car runs outta gas on the Interstate there are gonna be a lotta pissed off brothas ready to harass him and publicly humiliate. 

So finally the Bus clears said traffic disaster and enter the dirty dirty of Gary on I-94.  He takes the first exit into Gary and drives to the nearest station with the car fuel light having been on for upwards of 2 hours and car saying only 5 miles to go before Bus runs dry.  Pulls into the station happier than a pig dipped in **** bc he didn't run outta gas and just isn't getting a sweet vibe from the crowd loitering around the store/pumps as this might be the scariest gas station this side of Newark NJ.  He pumps the gas (wait, Bus had to prepay through double paned bullet proof glass to Habib)but the fellas clearly can tell that Bus and his passenger aren't locals (MN license plates at the time and a couple other factors). 


Bus gets his ass outta there as he knows he don't belong. 

[dewcrew88]

Speaking of Gary, IN aka the Official armpit of the United States...Bus has a good story about his one and hopefully only appearance there.

So Bus is driving through Chicago with about 1/8 of a tank of gas in his car and hits a typical Windy City traffic jam at noon on a Friday afternoon on I-294.  Traffic literally stops for about 1.5 hours and crawls at a snails pace (ambulance horns blaring as there is an accident up ahead).  Bus keeps checking his "fuel economy" and sees it is dropping precipitously.  He is in the far left lane of the 4 lanes and keeps looking for exits with a gas station as he is clearly in dire straits.  If the car runs outta gas on the Interstate there are gonna be a lotta pissed off brothas ready to harass him and publicly humiliate. 

So finally the Bus clears said traffic disaster and enter the dirty dirty of Gary on I-94.  He takes the first exit into Gary and drives to the nearest station with the car fuel light having been on for upwards of 2 hours and car saying only 5 miles to go before Bus runs dry.  Pulls into the station happier than a pig dipped in **** bc he didn't run outta gas and just isn't getting a sweet vibe from the crowd loitering around the store/pumps as this might be the scariest gas station this side of Newark NJ.  He pumps the gas (wait, Bus had to prepay through double paned bullet proof glass to Habib)but the fellas clearly can tell that Bus and his passenger aren't locals (MN license plates at the time and a couple other factors). 


Bus gets his ass outta there as he knows he don't belong. 

Good thing you got outta there because you would have been a dead bus driver.

[lewdogg11]

Bus,

THank god you mentioned Newark, NJ in your post, because Newark is the scariest place LD11 has ever been to.

I got off a wrong exit there once.  There were atleast 400 kids on the sidewalks, a crack whore trying to sell me a newspaper and get in my car, and I got a nice view of Malcom X Memorial Football Field right off of Martin Luther King Drive.  I was going 50 around a corner and people were yelling at me from 100 feet up ahead because they knew I wasn't from there.

['gro]

Gro always takes a wrong turn into the hood... it has happened to me everywhere. Memphis, Tampa, Miami, Nashville, Milwaukee... Miami was probably the scariest... it went from normal streets to cuban refugee shanty town.

Gro would add Baltimore, but all parts of b'more are considered the hood.

[Touchdown Tommy]

Gro have you been to the ghetto directly adjacent to Tropicana Field in St. Pete.  Bus went to a game there this summer and following the game took a wrong turn (instead of I-175).  He ended up in one of the poorest neighborhoods in America where the streets weren't lit and the local general store always has a "Bail Bonds" adjacent to it.  They sure made it difficult for a regular joe to get back on 275 south.

Note: Bus loves the ghettos of Little Havana and such near the Orange Bowl/Miami International Airport.  Sidenote to Gro, don't get lost there again unless you are packing heat...

[Jonny Utah]

Gro always takes a wrong turn into the hood... it has happened to me everywhere. Memphis, Tampa, Miami, Nashville, Milwaukee... Miami was probably the scariest... it went from normal streets to cuban refugee shanty town.

Gro would add Baltimore, but all parts of b'more are considered the hood.

Gro, Ive been to Larry Flint's Hustlers club in Baltimore.  The intersection that the club is on is complete and utter chaos.  I mean it was a pimpzone.  I saw 7 pimps actually fighting with each other for my business.  And these werent dirty pimps, these were legit pimps with pimp suits, feathered hats, strong pimp hands, I mean the works.  It was funny at first but then it got just downright scary.  One of them literally stared me down, and told me to get the fu!k back to the wonderbread factory (where he thought white people are from I guess.?)  Ill add that I almost peed my pants, ran into the club and didnt leave untill close.  (I tried to hide in the champagne room under one of the felt tables, but Tatiana ratted on me.)

['gro]

same situation bus, got lost after a devil rays game.

Tampa/St.Pete has a knack for having the tourist destinations right next to the shady ghettos.

['gro]

Gro has never been to Graceland in Memphis (what about you RT?) but he's driven by it... Elvis lived in the HOOD.

Driving down the road to graceland is like this:
gas station, gas station, check cashing, pawn shop, gun shop, gas station, graceland, pawn shop, check cashing...

[Rolevio]

Rolevio has a good messed up gas station story.  One of Rolevio's buddies has a brother that loves going on long snowmobile trips for a week or two at a time.  About 7 or 8 years ago, this brother was with some buddies snowmobiling for  2 weeks way up in Northern Quebec long past civilization.  It was 3 or 4 days into the trip and they are getting low on gas, so they check their map and see there is a gas station about 20 miles away on the only road within like 100 miles of them.  They head out on the trail which happens to parrallel the road and they see there are these  3 black SUV's with dark tinted out windows going down the highway.  For about 5 or 10 minutes they swear they are being followed by these SUV's, then the trail finally breaks away from the road and they lose sight of the SUVs.  They finally pull into the gas station and start filling up when these 3 SUV's come screaming out of nowhere and pull into the Gas station surrounding them.  They obviously think they're toast as outside of the gas station attendant they think noone else is miles around.  

Out from the SUV's pop a patrol of like 12 mounties who ask them what the hell they are doing up there.  They explain they are on a snowmobiling trip.  The mounties then explain to them they may be the stupidest people on the planet.  And that had they not shown up they would likely be dead by now.  Appararently for entertainment up in the middle of nowhere, the natives love nothing more than snuff gasoline and go around shooting and robbing anyone dumb enough to show up in their territory.

The mounties then escorted the snowmobilers the next 100 miles or so down the road to the next village and made sure they had arrangements to get the hell out of there.