So, we met Rflagg and Gail by happen-stance in Sugar Grove Friday PM. Gail needed to stock up on his provisions. Nice little store--Post-Master, Dead Animal Currator and Guns and Ammo Dealer all-in-one. Nirvana?
So, I'd hadn't spent much time with Gail previous to this, and boy is he a 500-ft tall character. We had a lively discussion at dinner about stickers and only really having a sticker on a bike if 1) you'd been there 2)you were actaully affliated with that organization.
He kind of poo-pooed even the TTRU monkier. Gail, next time take the flipping sticker (it will cheaper for all of us!).