Airport StoriesBack when I was a moody teenager I took a cheap flight that involved changing planes and having to go through security again. My bags were pre-checked so, when I set off the metal detector, I honestly said to the security guy that I had no idea what had set it off.
Until, that is, he searched me and found the metal knife and fork stamped "KLM" I'd nicked off the previous flight.
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chthonic, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:09)
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when i was eighti was on holiday in greece with my mum, her lesbian friend (another story) and my two year old brother, and , as a young man can do in greece bought quite a collection of flick knifes and small replica daggers and used to wander around the near deserted hotel complex alone, completely kitted out, playing mercenarie
ialso stayed secretly tooled up all the way tro the airport, through crap greek security and onto the flight
when we arrived home it was a different matter when we went through the "anythging to declare" area and i had the whole lot confiscated, and my mother threatened with a charge of "threats to airport security" from the airport police
kids, youve gotta lover em, i woinder if you could get away with that now!
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SickRik float like a camembert sting like a brie, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 10:45,
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