What we have all suspected is true...Jamil is an INGO magnet....
Jamil shows up at 10:30 am just to introduce himself and hang out a "few minutes"....We begin chatting and as I look up, lo and behold GFGT saunters through the door...We all have a good chuckle that all three of us are finally meeting in person....An hour later I begin to get a whiff of commie cosmoline...At first I thought it was coming from my Mosin rack but then the door opens and the smell becomes overpowering and my eyes begin to water...I look through the tears and silhouetted by the sun is none other than millertyme....I rub some minty chapstick under my nostrils to try to quell the reek of commie cosmoline and introduce millertyme to the rest of the crew....
Then we put my interview on loop on a big screen and spent the day talking about how awesome I am and that there is no way I look 52 years old...
Then I autographed Jamil's shirt...GFGT and Millertyme already have theirs (actually millertyme sold his autographed shirt on ebay to Salma Hayek to fund his latest Soviet sniper rifle....)
All joking aside it was good to see you all and introduce you all to ms Indiucky.....She asked Jamil why I didn't get banned more from INGO lol....
Saunter? Saunter?!?! I guess I've lost my swagger and it's devolved into a saunter....*sigh*....getting old sucks.
My Indiucky autographed shirt is not for sale. That's because I know with every TV appearance of our telegenic spox, the price goes up faster than a Franklin Mint Elvis Presley commerative dinner plate.
ETA: yeah and Jamil is the first INGOer I've met that kinda looks like what I thought he would. (His Vader suit was at the cleaners that day, unfortunately.)
ETA#2: and I was impressed with Miller Tyme's savant-like knowledge of Mosins.