"Select," doubtless because of the live entertainment available from the comfort of your hotel room.
"Select," doubtless because of the live entertainment available from the comfort of your hotel room.
The best entertainment was on the curb in front of the hotel. Myself and around a dozen other shooters gathered there after the banquet to smoke cigars and drink whiskey. Included in the group were easily a half dozen Master class shooters, a couple of LEOs, some retired Marines, 2 FBI agents, one HRT and one CounterIntel.
Around 10PM a junker car pulls into the reception area and after a few minutes a little gangbanger hops out. He had on funky red pants pulled halfway down his legs with a matching hat turned sideways on his head.
He sized up the crowd and went right to 'Bill', the retired Marine. Let's just say the gangbanger chose poorly.
He pulled 'Bill' out of the crowd and laid some kind of pitch on him. We heard Bill tell him to take off or he'd kill him. Bill told us later that he was trying to sell him some MPG pills to put in your gas tank.