If I've counted right, we're up to six Embassies. Now, we all know (Slow whisper, everybody's looking around: "Do we?")
that there must be more than four Embassy owners here on the Outpost.
So. I think it's time, as I pointed out earlier on, that we make that move. That necessary move. Out of the closet. Look the world in the eye, and proudly speaks up: Yes, I am also the happy owner of that magnificient bass. The Embassy!
Come on, don't be shy! Tell it like it is, as Freddy Fender once told us to.