Sad Times at Little Green Footballs High

The Lizardoid Master has become Little Green Johnson.


Posted by jwm at October 22, 2009 4:45 PM

That Native American costume is a vile, racist stereotype!

Posted by Gagdad Bob at October 22, 2009 5:52 PM

Charles was such a staunch friend in the war against terrorism and in his focus on media dishonesty. I'm still trying to figure out what happened to him to make him go completely off the rails that way. He must be feeling some pretty overwhelming internal pressures there.

Posted by Bookworm at October 22, 2009 8:48 PM

I was never on LGF at the right time to sign up for posting privileges, I guess I just don't take my commenting responsibilities seriously enough or something. That said, I would visit over there a couple of times a day for several years. Gradually it became kinda, I don't know what, just odd. The religious rants, the enemies list, the j'accuse!! It just wasn't fun anymore. It felt like my lurking really WAS lurking in the worst sort of way, watching people being attacked for holding opinions that weren't allowed by the blog admin. Which gave me zero incentive to try and sign up and start commenting.

Since there are billions and billions of blogs, I've been plenty busy spending unproductive time online. Still, the whole thing just seems so unnecessary and so very sad.

Posted by Boots at October 22, 2009 9:11 PM

I, like many, got banned, it matters not why, but the nicks for Mr. Shrinkage keep piling up. Cankles and Nancy are two of the more apt monikers, but you, Gerard have the bestiest, as always.

Posted by Jewel at October 23, 2009 2:06 AM

I was at LGF before registration was required but was never part of the in-crowd. This is like knowing you shouldn't go to your high school reunion but you do anyway then you come home and are filled with an unutterable sadness for what once was.

Then you realize NCIS is on and life is good again.

Posted by Kate Rafferty at October 23, 2009 4:11 PM