Proving Time correct, that we lowly denizens of the Internet are worthy of Person of the Year status, I, Ryan Rhodes, have been able to do the impossible. I have managed to secure a face-to-face, sit down, chew the fat interview with the reclusive Hussein">JAMIL Hussein. Jamil's a dashing figure, a rugged Iraqi with a square jaw and a scarred face, the result of numerous altercations with the enemy. He takes his coffee strong, his women loose and his pistol of choice is the .50 calibre Desert Eagle. So, without further delay, here's my interview with Jamil Hussein.
ME: Jamil, I can't thank you enough for speaking with me today.
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: A man of few words! I can appreciate that. How have you been over the past several weeks?
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: ASTOUNDING! I can't believe you escaped with your life! Please, tell me more!
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: And you were able to swim the length of the Euphrates unscathed?! REMARKABLE! For those of you just tuning in, I'm speaking with Jamil Hussein, a captain with the Iraqi police. He's been regaling me with tales of his bravery and courage. Please, Mr. Hussein, continue telling me about how you took on a contingent of 500 insurgents intent on burning every mosque they encountered.
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: HOLY SHIT!
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: I can barely fucking believe it!
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: Now you're just pulling a ThunderJournalist's leg.
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: Seriously? I can't believe we're not hearing more about that!
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: Please, stop for just a second so I can catch my breath. You've honestly taken my breath away.
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: I SAID STOP FOR A SECOND!
JAMIL Hussein: . . .
ME: Please. . . stop. . . I'm on the verge. . . of passing out. . . from disbelief.
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