Once again, PI... genius, sheer genius!
-wassamatta_u

--- In letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com, "Poison Ivy"
wrote:
>
> LBP: Put down your weapon and come out of the brush.
>
> B: I'm unarmed! And I'm coming out.
>
> LBP: Keep your hands where I can see them. . .I see Tupperware
> and . . . some ink stains. You're okay.
>
> B: Is something wrong, officer?
>
> LBP: No, no, nothing to be alarmed about. I'm the local
Letterboxing
> Police, just making my rounds and saw some activity near this here
> box. Thought it might be a Noxer.
>
> B: Oh no, I'm a letterboxer alright. I stamped into 43 boxes today
> so far.
>
> LBP: Oh, speedboxing, eh?
>
> B: Um, well, that is -
>
> LBP: Nothing to be shamed of. Folks do it all the time. Running
> willy-nilly through the woods. Everybody sees 'em. Even the noxers.
>
> B: I know I should be more discreet . . .
>
> LBP: Oh, no, you're fine. There's no rule that says you have to
keep
> it a secret. Heck, I say the more the merrier. Trampin' up the
> woods. Givin' interviews. Diggin' holes in parks. Yellin' "I FOUND
> THE BOX!" and such. Heh heh. Carrying on so even the Noxers know
> there's something in there. How many have you placed yourself?
>
> B: Um, well, none so far. But I have plans to . . .
>
> LBP: Oh, don't bother yourself. There's no rule saying you have to
> plant. There are more newbies every day, let somebody else worry
> about planting them. Besides, what are your carving skills like,
> anyway?
>
> B: They're just fine, I'll have you know. Better than the stamp in
> THIS box anyhow.
>
> LBP: Yeh, this stamp pretty much stinks. Here, let's take an exacto
> blade and fix this thing.
>
> B: You mean . . . alter someone's carving?
>
> LBP: Sure! Nothing says we can't! We're just improving it. I'm sure
> they'd agree their carving skills are poor. Let's see, shave a
> little here, gouge a little there, NOW it looks like a birdy. . .
if
> you squint.
>
> B: It's supposed to be a kitten. The box is called "A Kitten for
> You."
>
> LBP: Kittens are stupid. Now let's box this baby back up.
>
> B: I have the plastic baggies here. It was double bagged and I . . .
>
> LBP: I don't bother with those, especially if you're speed boxing.
> Takes too much time. You sure all this stuff was in the same
> Tupperware? It doesn't seem to close all the way. Well, no worries,
> just rip out a few of the log pages and fold the stamp in half and
> there ya go. Give it a good fling.
>
> B: Fling?
>
> LBP: Yep, just toss back toward where you found it. Though, it is
> fun to sometimes toss it a little distance the other way.
>
> B: But that's not where I found it. You're supposed to . . .
>
> LBP: Supposed to - SCHMAposed to. There are no rules! Now give it a
> fling and I'll show you where a mystery box is.
>
> B: Hey, wait a minute. If there are no rules, then how is there a
> Letterboxing Police?
>
> LBP: . . . I, um, like the uniform.
>

Poison Ivy - princess of pundits with precious perspective!
Mark

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P.I., you're a godsend... your humor is much appreciated as always.

SC


----- Original Message -----
From: Poison Ivy
To: letterbox-usa@yahoogroups.com
Sent: Wednesday, November 22, 2006 11:07 AM
Subject: [LbNA] Run in with the Letterboxing Police.


LBP: Put down your weapon and come out of the brush.

B: I'm unarmed! And I'm coming out.

LBP: Keep your hands where I can see them. . .I see Tupperware
and . . . some ink stains. You're okay.

B: Is something wrong, officer?

LBP: No, no, nothing to be alarmed about. I'm the local Letterboxing
Police, just making my rounds and saw some activity near this here
box. Thought it might be a Noxer.

B: Oh no, I'm a letterboxer alright. I stamped into 43 boxes today
so far.

LBP: Oh, speedboxing, eh?

B: Um, well, that is -

LBP: Nothing to be shamed of. Folks do it all the time. Running
willy-nilly through the woods. Everybody sees 'em. Even the noxers.

B: I know I should be more discreet . . .

LBP: Oh, no, you're fine. There's no rule that says you have to keep
it a secret. Heck, I say the more the merrier. Trampin' up the
woods. Givin' interviews. Diggin' holes in parks. Yellin' "I FOUND
THE BOX!" and such. Heh heh. Carrying on so even the Noxers know
there's something in there. How many have you placed yourself?

B: Um, well, none so far. But I have plans to . . .

LBP: Oh, don't bother yourself. There's no rule saying you have to
plant. There are more newbies every day, let somebody else worry
about planting them. Besides, what are your carving skills like,
anyway?

B: They're just fine, I'll have you know. Better than the stamp in
THIS box anyhow.

LBP: Yeh, this stamp pretty much stinks. Here, let's take an exacto
blade and fix this thing.

B: You mean . . . alter someone's carving?

LBP: Sure! Nothing says we can't! We're just improving it. I'm sure
they'd agree their carving skills are poor. Let's see, shave a
little here, gouge a little there, NOW it looks like a birdy. . . if
you squint.

B: It's supposed to be a kitten. The box is called "A Kitten for
You."

LBP: Kittens are stupid. Now let's box this baby back up.

B: I have the plastic baggies here. It was double bagged and I . . .

LBP: I don't bother with those, especially if you're speed boxing.
Takes too much time. You sure all this stuff was in the same
Tupperware? It doesn't seem to close all the way. Well, no worries,
just rip out a few of the log pages and fold the stamp in half and
there ya go. Give it a good fling.

B: Fling?

LBP: Yep, just toss back toward where you found it. Though, it is
fun to sometimes toss it a little distance the other way.

B: But that's not where I found it. You're supposed to . . .

LBP: Supposed to - SCHMAposed to. There are no rules! Now give it a
fling and I'll show you where a mystery box is.

B: Hey, wait a minute. If there are no rules, then how is there a
Letterboxing Police?

LBP: . . . I, um, like the uniform.





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Dear Letterboxer Poison Ivy,

I do not recall my office being contacted about this matter.
I believe the person you had a run in with was an impostor.
Please be advised just because someone flashes a badge to you does not
make them who they say they are. This could have been a very dangerous
situation.

You must be more cautious.

Sincerely,

Lber Cole PI