Ms. Rebel #425
Position: Head NSO; part-time referee; former blocker, jammer for cheezburger
Height: 5’10″
Favorite Move: Yelling at everybody.
Favorite Color: Beer
Tag Line: “F#$% you, f#$% you, f#$% you, you’re cool, I’m out!”
Sign: Aquarius
Likes: Good food, good booze, good times
Dislikes: Douche-nozzles
GRReatness Awards: 2009 MILF: Most Infamous League Female
Ms. Rebel was born into corporate slavery. Shrink-wrapped in polyester blends and tattooed with inmate number 425, she dreamed of the day she would break free of her desktop chains.
During her nine-to-five drudgery she met the soon-to-be Mr. Rebel, who encouraged her to chip away at her confinement. So as not to alert The Man to their partnership in crime, they married on April Fool’s. Broad ideas became cemented plans for the couple.
Ms. Rebel got her chance to flee after a particularly savage party left her captors too inebriated to watch their charges. Stealing the keys to freedom, she bolted, shredding her old identity and dyeing her hair to mask her escape.
But freedom was not as free as she had imagined. Exhausted from the years of forced labor, she fell into a dizzy haze of poverty and hunger. She began a quest for enlightenment that took her everywhere… and nowhere.
At her wits’ end, she sought the company of like-minded women animals—and found them praying to an eight-wheeled goddess. She joined the Cult of Quad and never looked back.





