FB: Liberty League

[Sir Spiedie]

Do any Liberty League teams have any Florida kids on their roster? If so, which team has the most? Merry Christmas!

[superman57]

Do any Liberty League teams have any Florida kids on their roster? If so, which team has the most? Merry Christmas!

what is up with you wanting to know how has Florida kids on their roster

[mattvsmith]

It appears that not all people like Rachel Ray:

http://community.livejournal.com/rachael_ray_sux/

Rev, i took a look at that website.  I mean, I dont think I have ever seen a bigger bunch of losers in my life.  Who would ever waste their time to make a website like this?  It would be funny if LLPP could infiltrate this site and start messing with them.  I could care less about Rachel Ray either way but dam!   

There was a pretty decent story that linked The Rev to that site.  The Rev shoudl have vetted the site better before sending the link.  The Rev thinks it's a little weird that people would get so bent out of shape by her.  It reminds me of the guy who hates the Sound of Music because it encourages immorality, such as an older man marrying a younger woman who was the nanny.  The Rev kids you not.  He used to get a wacky newspaper and there was an editorial about it.  The Rev stopped getting said newspaper because the "Sound of Music is immoral" editorial was all Rev needed to realize it was dangerous-wacky, rather than harmless-wacky.

Anyhow, The Rev agrees that it would be great to infiltrate the list and write in the third person as we do here on LLPP, Inc.  It would drive them nuts.

[JT]

...the material that got Ms.Nevada fired..(open judiciously)

www.splashnewsonline.blogspot.com/2003/12/photos-that-stripped-ms-nevada-of-her.html

Mmmmm tasty.  Isn't this what The Donald should be encouraging from contestants?

Happy Holiday's and Merry Christmas to all of the LLPP faithful.

[mattvsmith]

...the material that got Ms.Nevada fired..(open judiciously)

www.splashnewsonline.blogspot.com/2003/12/photos-that-stripped-ms-nevada-of-her.html

It stuff like this happened at the airport, it might be worth going to work.

Merry Christmas, Fellas.

The Rev

[kubiack78]

It appears that not all people like Rachel Ray:

http://community.livejournal.com/rachael_ray_sux/

Rev, i took a look at that website.  I mean, I dont think I have ever seen a bigger bunch of losers in my life.  Who would ever waste their time to make a website like this?  It would be funny if LLPP could infiltrate this site and start messing with them.  I could care less about Rachel Ray either way but dam!   

There was a pretty decent story that linked The Rev to that site.  The Rev shoudl have vetted the site better before sending the link.  The Rev thinks it's a little weird that people would get so bent out of shape by her.  It reminds me of the guy who hates the Sound of Music because it encourages immorality, such as an older man marrying a younger woman who was the nanny.  The Rev kids you not.  He used to get a wacky newspaper and there was an editorial about it.  The Rev stopped getting said newspaper because the "Sound of Music is immoral" editorial was all Rev needed to realize it was dangerous-wacky, rather than harmless-wacky.

Anyhow, The Rev agrees that it would be great to infiltrate the list and write in the third person as we do here on LLPP, Inc.  It would drive them nuts.

Here's the link to create an account with these whack jobs:

http://community.livejournal.com/rachael_ray_sux/772452.html

[Senor RedTackle]

It appears that not all people like Rachel Ray:

http://community.livejournal.com/rachael_ray_sux/

Rev, i took a look at that website.  I mean, I dont think I have ever seen a bigger bunch of losers in my life.  Who would ever waste their time to make a website like this?  It would be funny if LLPP could infiltrate this site and start messing with them.  I could care less about Rachel Ray either way but dam!   

There was a pretty decent story that linked The Rev to that site.  The Rev shoudl have vetted the site better before sending the link.  The Rev thinks it's a little weird that people would get so bent out of shape by her.  It reminds me of the guy who hates the Sound of Music because it encourages immorality, such as an older man marrying a younger woman who was the nanny.  The Rev kids you not.  He used to get a wacky newspaper and there was an editorial about it.  The Rev stopped getting said newspaper because the "Sound of Music is immoral" editorial was all Rev needed to realize it was dangerous-wacky, rather than harmless-wacky.

Anyhow, The Rev agrees that it would be great to infiltrate the list and write in the third person as we do here on LLPP, Inc.  It would drive them nuts.

Here's the link to create an account with these whack jobs:

http://community.livejournal.com/rachael_ray_sux/772452.html

no thanks, RT has about as much interest in opening an account here as he does with the Rosie O'Donnell fan site.

Merry Christmas for those of you who celebrate JC's birthday and happy holidays to everyone. RT has been drinking since Friday night and almost lit the house on fire while frying the turkey on Christmas eve....

[mattvsmith]

Another episode in The Rev's Airport Adventures.

"Male assist, alarm on 3!" cried the TSO at the walk-through metal detector.

The Rev, ever diligent, responded to the call and was introduced to the young man who set off the metal detector.

The first thing The Rev noticed was a peculiar odor.  It was neither particularly pungent nor overpowering.  Indeed, it was thoroughly offensive, but subtle, lingering and mailcious.  The Rev began to try to place the odor...what is that smell?  the lad had clearly not showered that day, as his hair was a mess and visibly greasy.  He looked like a terrible slob, but The Rev did not yet know the depths of his hygienic disorderliness.

The Rev took a hand-held metal detector, also known as a "wand," and asked the young man to lift one foot at a time, as he was seated.  The Rev looked at the young man's socks...anklets that should have been white, but they were filthy brown.  The Rev took a step back, turned around and gasped for air.  Holding his breath, The Rev returned to his wanding duties.  Having finished the young man's feet, The Rev than had to check the rest of his body.

The next step is to stand the person up, with his arms out like wings.  The Rev stood behind the passenger and proceeded to wand his silhouette.  Starting at the head, The Rev was immediately confronted by a close-up view of the greasy, flaky, hair and scalp.  It smelled not unlike a pair of jeans the morning after going to a bar...a combination of stale cigarette, spilled Milwaukee's Beast, sweat and piss.  The Rev moved the wand from the head across his out-stretched arm and when The Rev reached the wrist he noticed that the young man has been wiping his nose on his cuffs because there were massive, massive streaks of snot starting at the cuff and moving up his arm.  There were little chunks of hardened mucus in the streaks.  The Rev could feel a little tingle in the back of his throat and noticed that his throat was tightening.  The Rev was nauseated.

But the Rev is a professional!  He kept doing his duty.  The moment of truth came when The Rev had to do the pat-down (known as a "frisk" if The Rev were a real policeman).  The Rev was reluctant to touch the lad despite having rubber gloves on.  The Rev patted-down the arms and noticed even more snot encrusted in the sleeves than before.  The Rev patted down his torso...there were flecks of something caked onto his belly.  Oh and the smell!!!  Insidious.

The Rev moved to the back, nothing noteworthy, mercifully.  And then the Rev patted down the legs and noticed more white spots on the trouser legs and even ran into a couple of hardened chunks.  The Rev added a few things together and thinks the kid was out partying most of the night, puked on himself and came to the airport.

The Rev ordered the boy to sit while The Rev searched his bags.  As The Rev unzipped the main pocket of the backpack, a stale and strong odor--a cross between mildew and death--poured out of the bag and into the air surrounding poor Rev.  The Rev's stomach twitched and went into mild spasms.  The Rev turned white.  A co-worker, known to The Rev as "Double-Duh-Huh," said, "Rev, are you OK?  You look you're going to be sick."

Said the Rev in reply, "This kid stinks. I mean he smells BAD!  I mean, he F-ing smells like hell."

"SHHHH!!!! Not so loud!"

"No! I'm telling you, man, he smells so bad I think I'm going to throw up!"

The Rev turned around and Smelly Kid is looking at him.  The Rev was tempted to lecture him on airplane etiquette and hygiene, but the Rev is still pawing through his smelly things.  In the meantime, The Rev is quickly losing his composure as the odor penetrates his olfactory system deeper and deeper.  When the Rev was finally done, he actually said, "I am--mercifully--done. Thank God!  Here, take your bags and get out of here."  And The Rev made a break for the Supervisor's desk.

"Alex, I need to get some fresh air.  That last kid smelled so bad I think I'm going to puke."

Smelly kid was walking behind The Rev.  The Rev didn't care.  Rev hates the willfully unhygienic and ill-mannered.  They are godless heathen scum.

Some time later, The Rev pulled aside another bag and unzipped it.  On top was a pile of underwear.  The mother assured The Rev that it was clean.  It was, just as she said.

The Rev told her not to be embarrassed because she and her son are much better than some passengers.  And as The Rev told this nice, clean lady about Smelly Kid, The Rev's eyes started tearing up.  She put a hand on the poor Rev's shoulder to comfort him, and he let her go with whatever it was he was supposed to look for and confiscate.  She and her son bathed and were polite, so The Rev just wanted another moment with them before going back to action at the checkpoint.

At that point The Rev cared about nothing in this world, and now The Rev is in the midst of an existential crisis.  Even at Midnight Mass, The Rev wished for a Second Coming in hopes that God will make everyone shower and wear clean clothes when in the public arena.

Obviously, you can tell that The Rev is not in his top-form mood these days.  But is The Rev totally unreasonable?  Is it not simple decency to bathe and wear clean clothes when traveling?  Think about the poor person who had to sit next to Smelly Kid on a four hour flight.

[Regulator]

Rev,
You seriously had Reg gagging after reading the part about the throw up on his pants and the smell he was emitting.  I may now vomit.

[superman57]

Another episode in The Rev's Airport Adventures.

"Male assist, alarm on 3!" cried the TSO at the walk-through metal detector.

The Rev, ever diligent, responded to the call and was introduced to the young man who set off the metal detector.

The first thing The Rev noticed was a peculiar odor.  It was neither particularly pungent nor overpowering.  Indeed, it was thoroughly offensive, but subtle, lingering and mailcious.  The Rev began to try to place the odor...what is that smell?  the lad had clearly not showered that day, as his hair was a mess and visibly greasy.  He looked like a terrible slob, but The Rev did not yet know the depths of his hygienic disorderliness.

The Rev took a hand-held metal detector, also known as a "wand," and asked the young man to lift one foot at a time, as he was seated.  The Rev looked at the young man's socks...anklets that should have been white, but they were filthy brown.  The Rev took a step back, turned around and gasped for air.  Holding his breath, The Rev returned to his wanding duties.  Having finished the young man's feet, The Rev than had to check the rest of his body.

The next step is to stand the person up, with his arms out like wings.  The Rev stood behind the passenger and proceeded to wand his silhouette.  Starting at the head, The Rev was immediately confronted by a close-up view of the greasy, flaky, hair and scalp.  It smelled not unlike a pair of jeans the morning after going to a bar...a combination of stale cigarette, spilled Milwaukee's Beast, sweat and piss.  The Rev moved the wand from the head across his out-stretched arm and when The Rev reached the wrist he noticed that the young man has been wiping his nose on his cuffs because there were massive, massive streaks of snot starting at the cuff and moving up his arm.  There were little chunks of hardened mucus in the streaks.  The Rev could feel a little tingle in the back of his throat and noticed that his throat was tightening.  The Rev was nauseated.

But the Rev is a professional!  He kept doing his duty.  The moment of truth came when The Rev had to do the pat-down (known as a "frisk" if The Rev were a real policeman).  The Rev was reluctant to touch the lad despite having rubber gloves on.  The Rev patted-down the arms and noticed even more snot encrusted in the sleeves than before.  The Rev patted down his torso...there were flecks of something caked onto his belly.  Oh and the smell!!!  Insidious.

The Rev moved to the back, nothing noteworthy, mercifully.  And then the Rev patted down the legs and noticed more white spots on the trouser legs and even ran into a couple of hardened chunks.  The Rev added a few things together and thinks the kid was out partying most of the night, puked on himself and came to the airport.

The Rev ordered the boy to sit while The Rev searched his bags.  As The Rev unzipped the main pocket of the backpack, a stale and strong odor--a cross between mildew and death--poured out of the bag and into the air surrounding poor Rev.  The Rev's stomach twitched and went into mild spasms.  The Rev turned white.  A co-worker, known to The Rev as "Double-Duh-Huh," said, "Rev, are you OK?  You look you're going to be sick."

Said the Rev in reply, "This kid stinks. I mean he smells BAD!  I mean, he F-ing smells like hell."

"SHHHH!!!! Not so loud!"

"No! I'm telling you, man, he smells so bad I think I'm going to throw up!"

The Rev turned around and Smelly Kid is looking at him.  The Rev was tempted to lecture him on airplane etiquette and hygiene, but the Rev is still pawing through his smelly things.  In the meantime, The Rev is quickly losing his composure as the odor penetrates his olfactory system deeper and deeper.  When the Rev was finally done, he actually said, "I am--mercifully--done. Thank God!  Here, take your bags and get out of here."  And The Rev made a break for the Supervisor's desk.

"Alex, I need to get some fresh air.  That last kid smelled so bad I think I'm going to puke."

Smelly kid was walking behind The Rev.  The Rev didn't care.  Rev hates the willfully unhygienic and ill-mannered.  They are godless heathen scum.

Some time later, The Rev pulled aside another bag and unzipped it.  On top was a pile of underwear.  The mother assured The Rev that it was clean.  It was, just as she said.

The Rev told her not to be embarrassed because she and her son are much better than some passengers.  And as The Rev told this nice, clean lady about Smelly Kid, The Rev's eyes started tearing up.  She put a hand on the poor Rev's shoulder to comfort him, and he let her go with whatever it was he was supposed to look for and confiscate.  She and her son bathed and were polite, so The Rev just wanted another moment with them before going back to action at the checkpoint.

At that point The Rev cared about nothing in this world, and now The Rev is in the midst of an existential crisis.  Even at Midnight Mass, The Rev wished for a Second Coming in hopes that God will make everyone shower and wear clean clothes when in the public arena.

Obviously, you can tell that The Rev is not in his top-form mood these days.  But is The Rev totally unreasonable?  Is it not simple decency to bathe and wear clean clothes when traveling?  Think about the poor person who had to sit next to Smelly Kid on a four hour flight.

wow so that was you rev... good to see ya... JK

[mattvsmith]

wow so that was you rev... good to see ya... JK

HA!!! 

The Rev would love to run into a LLPP fan.  There was a kid with a Mount Union football sweatshirt who came through one time, and The Rev struck up a conversation.  The Rev has also seen Linfield and Occidental fans coming through the gates and has chatted with them about their teams.

God willing, The Rev will be in a much different position next season and will make it to more than one game a year.  Perhaps then The Rev can share a car bomb with everyone.

[Touchdown Tommy]

Re: LLPPFFL

Well TDT just monkey stomped another chump this week.  Bring on LakeMinnetonkaCruises (BTW: Who the F is this???).  hey Enginegro: Enjoy the 3rd place game

LD11: What happened? I thought you had me beat last week.  Was there a scoring change?  WTF

[Jonny Utah]

Another episode in The Rev's Airport Adventures.

"Male assist, alarm on 3!" cried the TSO at the walk-through metal detector.

The Rev, ever diligent, responded to the call and was introduced to the young man who set off the metal detector.

The first thing The Rev noticed was a peculiar odor.  It was neither particularly pungent nor overpowering.  Indeed, it was thoroughly offensive, but subtle, lingering and mailcious.  The Rev began to try to place the odor...what is that smell?  the lad had clearly not showered that day, as his hair was a mess and visibly greasy.  He looked like a terrible slob, but The Rev did not yet know the depths of his hygienic disorderliness.

The Rev took a hand-held metal detector, also known as a "wand," and asked the young man to lift one foot at a time, as he was seated.  The Rev looked at the young man's socks...anklets that should have been white, but they were filthy brown.  The Rev took a step back, turned around and gasped for air.  Holding his breath, The Rev returned to his wanding duties.  Having finished the young man's feet, The Rev than had to check the rest of his body.

The next step is to stand the person up, with his arms out like wings.  The Rev stood behind the passenger and proceeded to wand his silhouette.  Starting at the head, The Rev was immediately confronted by a close-up view of the greasy, flaky, hair and scalp.  It smelled not unlike a pair of jeans the morning after going to a bar...a combination of stale cigarette, spilled Milwaukee's Beast, sweat and piss.  The Rev moved the wand from the head across his out-stretched arm and when The Rev reached the wrist he noticed that the young man has been wiping his nose on his cuffs because there were massive, massive streaks of snot starting at the cuff and moving up his arm.  There were little chunks of hardened mucus in the streaks.  The Rev could feel a little tingle in the back of his throat and noticed that his throat was tightening.  The Rev was nauseated.

But the Rev is a professional!  He kept doing his duty.  The moment of truth came when The Rev had to do the pat-down (known as a "frisk" if The Rev were a real policeman).  The Rev was reluctant to touch the lad despite having rubber gloves on.  The Rev patted-down the arms and noticed even more snot encrusted in the sleeves than before.  The Rev patted down his torso...there were flecks of something caked onto his belly.  Oh and the smell!!!  Insidious.

The Rev moved to the back, nothing noteworthy, mercifully.  And then the Rev patted down the legs and noticed more white spots on the trouser legs and even ran into a couple of hardened chunks.  The Rev added a few things together and thinks the kid was out partying most of the night, puked on himself and came to the airport.

The Rev ordered the boy to sit while The Rev searched his bags.  As The Rev unzipped the main pocket of the backpack, a stale and strong odor--a cross between mildew and death--poured out of the bag and into the air surrounding poor Rev.  The Rev's stomach twitched and went into mild spasms.  The Rev turned white.  A co-worker, known to The Rev as "Double-Duh-Huh," said, "Rev, are you OK?  You look you're going to be sick."

Said the Rev in reply, "This kid stinks. I mean he smells BAD!  I mean, he F-ing smells like hell."

"SHHHH!!!! Not so loud!"

"No! I'm telling you, man, he smells so bad I think I'm going to throw up!"

The Rev turned around and Smelly Kid is looking at him.  The Rev was tempted to lecture him on airplane etiquette and hygiene, but the Rev is still pawing through his smelly things.  In the meantime, The Rev is quickly losing his composure as the odor penetrates his olfactory system deeper and deeper.  When the Rev was finally done, he actually said, "I am--mercifully--done. Thank God!  Here, take your bags and get out of here."  And The Rev made a break for the Supervisor's desk.

"Alex, I need to get some fresh air.  That last kid smelled so bad I think I'm going to puke."

Smelly kid was walking behind The Rev.  The Rev didn't care.  Rev hates the willfully unhygienic and ill-mannered.  They are godless heathen scum.

Some time later, The Rev pulled aside another bag and unzipped it.  On top was a pile of underwear.  The mother assured The Rev that it was clean.  It was, just as she said.

The Rev told her not to be embarrassed because she and her son are much better than some passengers.  And as The Rev told this nice, clean lady about Smelly Kid, The Rev's eyes started tearing up.  She put a hand on the poor Rev's shoulder to comfort him, and he let her go with whatever it was he was supposed to look for and confiscate.  She and her son bathed and were polite, so The Rev just wanted another moment with them before going back to action at the checkpoint.

At that point The Rev cared about nothing in this world, and now The Rev is in the midst of an existential crisis.  Even at Midnight Mass, The Rev wished for a Second Coming in hopes that God will make everyone shower and wear clean clothes when in the public arena.

Obviously, you can tell that The Rev is not in his top-form mood these days.  But is The Rev totally unreasonable?  Is it not simple decency to bathe and wear clean clothes when traveling?  Think about the poor person who had to sit next to Smelly Kid on a four hour flight.

Rev, I would have brought him into a room, dumped all his crap on the floor and tell him that hes not going anywhere untill you find out what smells like a used diaper.  Then right after you dump all his stuff out, just tell him "never mind, I found the smell, its you." 

Or you should just have a couple bullets with you at all times.  When someone you dont want to travel goes through like stinky man, drop the bullets in his bag and call the State Police.

[Knightstalker]

KS is thinking stinky guy was smuggling drugs or some other contraband.  Who is going to want to perform a cavity search on stinky guy.

KS just got done watching the original Rocky on TCM, KS wants to go beat on a cow.

[Senor RedTackle]

RT asks that the LL bow it's head and have a moment of silence for the passing of 2 great Americans this week

former President Gerald Ford...ballin!


and the Godfather of Soul