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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goose liversBeing the ripe old age of 12 gives your parents every right to exploit you. Coming back from Hong Kong to NZ, I got tracked down by an adorable yet satantically evil sniffer dog, the customs officer woman comes on over to see what her dog had busted, and when she looked in my bag she found dried goose livers, why my mother wanted to bring those with her remains a mystery to us all. Since my mother spoke no english I was left with the explaining, she starts examining the package and asks me what they are, and me being 12 and confused told her they were sweets (and to all those that have had the pleasure of being in the same room as dried goose livers, they DO NOT smell like sweets) she sniffs them and recoils in digust, flashing me a look of pity then lets me off. Thank god she didn't ask me to eat one in front of her, or I would have puked Fear Factor style. To anyone who knows how strict New Zealand customs are, I am still surprised to this day that they let goose livers slip through the borders...hah! my finger to the man!
Apologies for length and lack of paragraphing...blimey
(, Tue 7 Mar 2006, 23:50, Reply)
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