WFWF General Discussion 2006: L.L.L.B.D.™'s Cattle Drive

Just throw in some arm bars. You'll be at 1,004 spots before you know it.

PPV time. Best time.

The skills are definitely there in the match writing department. Should be able to transfer over pretty well to the RP'ing style. Take a look at how guys format their work to get an idea how to use your style in RP format

Welcome man.

Aren't taxes part of your job?

I mean, I only did mine Monday but still.

I thought you were all the same.

That came out exactly as intended.

You bloody teachers. Coming over here, stealing our jobs.

Hey, I'm an adjunct this fall. I can't give you grief about sh*t.

WCW Jericho being my favorite of all time, I approve this post.

So, no joke, on my way to work today, I was straight bumping some serious Jesus rock - I'm that guy who says he listens to everything and means it. No lie - Newsboys, dc Talk, Randy Stonehill, I got that sh*t.

This little number here was going to be Daniel Kirkbride's theme at one point before I 86'd that disaster waiting to happen:



Guys, I wreaked straight up havoc on a poor, unsuspecting baptist church when I was in high school. I dated the same girl, hardcore Jesus freak, all through high school. Zero point zero in the bedroom department, but she was a much needed sort of good influence on my life when I really needed it, so I don't begrudge her over it - plus it's chill that she was actually all in on what she preached.

Anyway, one Sunday I'm sleeping til noon like I did, and she's on the phone. Can I come down to the church, the church band's bassist just moved, we need a fill in who can adopt the funk. I don't own my own bass at the time, but the music guy there is offering up his own five strong Fender as a personal loan, so I haul ass down there.

Here's something you don't know about me - I'm the world's last candidate for stoic session musician. I gotta be free to move and bounce and do whatever, and that drives this dude nuts. We're dropping tunes from Godspell and such and I can't stand still and he's telling me how much that's going to upset their sister church that's coming up for the upcoming MLK Jr. service we're rehearsing for.

Their sister church.

Coming UP.

From Alabama, mama.

For MLK Day.

I refused to quit, going so far as doing the Christian thing and betting him a Coke that his assertion that this southbound church in Alabama would hate my funkadelic moves is the reason baby Jesus cried in the manger.

Anyone wanna take a stab at the racial demographic of that there sister church?

I was movin', groovin', picking out the lords tunes, and I was doing it on the LOOOOOWWWW end of the sound. Those women LOVED me!!! One woman told me she had the authority and was declaring me an honorary brother man.

I won a coke that night.

Anyway, that's just a part of the story of how I hung out at a church for two years cause I'm good at music stuff and and even smaller part of how I knew enough about the J Man to write a character that loved him (I'm actually a recovering Catholic).