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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Ireland InnitI'd just been to Ireland with my family,and we were coming back.Great trip,but you don't want to hear about that.
Anywho,we arrive back at Heathrow,and we go outside to see if our neighbour,who we've arranged will pick us up,is there yet.She ain't.So we wait.And while we're waiting,we see 5-6 policemen walk past with submachineguns.And my brother's not too pleased,'cause he has a full beard,a tan,and a huge ,heavy,bulky jacket.Suspicious.
So when we finally see our neighbours car,we're pretty damn happy.
Until it drives down the wrong bit.
So my Mum's like "Go run other there and see if it's her" to my older brother.
And He gives her the best look, followed up with a lecture on exactly why he's not going to run ANYWHERE.
Which shut her up.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 18:22, Reply)
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