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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Nice photo isn't it?Coming back from Amsterdam, me and my girlfriend rat arsed on a litre of Southern Comfort (on top of the vodka and weed), I passed my passport to the man at the counter. "Nice photo isn't it" I said, as he studied me carefully. He grunted. "Should be" I said, "I paid enough for it!"
Several hours later they let us go.
(, Fri 3 Mar 2006, 14:42, Reply)
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