L O fucking L, I forgot I ordered a symbol from Riley (no, I never rapped).
Bought it for a friend that was a superfan for her birthday. I did it online and thought it would just arrive in the mail, but that dude called my cell and left a message, something like "Mach 1, my good man, thank you for your wise purchase. But listen here, I need more detailed information on your friend to make sure the symbol is designed correctly. Call me back at xxx-xxx-xxxx."
JFC. I was nervous, I mean this dude has given me hours of entertainment and now I'm supposed to just give him a call? Fuck it, I call him and he picks right up. "Mach 1, hey man, I need to know her roots, like where her family is from, her LINEAGE. See these symbols have to match the person, or the Mothership will not, AND I REPEAT, will not allow them on. The Biavian's don't play."
Me: She's from Ukrainian Jewish decent.
Riley: A Jewish Goddess. Mach 1, I now have all the information I need brother. I thank you, you have done a magnificent thing for your friend. Now, what about your symbol?
Me: I'm good for right now, but thanks Riley.
Sure enough it showed up within a week, and she put it in a frame, still up in her office.
When he died I went back to his website to order a piss bucket for her but they were sold out.
RIP Riley.
(He was #3, behind ETA and Hank)