Security Theater presents a heartwarming comedy

Holidays, right? So let’s say something nice about the Transportation Security Administration:

My father agreed to take the cat back to California. Naturally, the cat would fly with him.

First of all, this was no ordinary cat. He was big, fuzzy, orange, and extremely friendly … Dad took him through the line and offered to put the cat through the x-ray. Naturally the TSA ladies shouted him down and said they would need to search Fred manually for, you know, WMDs.

The first lady put her hands in the bag, and felt up Fred, front and back, paws, belly, tail, etc. Fred LOVED it. She then called over her coworker, insisting that she had to check too. Fred purred some more.

A satisfied customer! There had to be at least one out there, right?







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