Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
"Can you believe that in the Soviet Union they need special papers just to travel in their own country? Thank heavens that will never happen here."
Your ID please citizen.
But the TSA wear white shirts. Clearly they must be good.
Yeah, but blue gloves.
Have you ever flown domestic russian airlines?When I flew from moscow to Arkanglesk (spelling?) we had goats in the aisles, chickens flying around the plane and stuff under our seats and on the floors. I figured it would not matter if the plane crashed, no one would survive. Nasty flight. The papers you had to have were to identify the bodies after it crashed.
Sounds like a bus through the Andes.
I don't fly enough anymore to justify the cost of one. I don't care to address the whole grand government proctoscope procedure. I've previously worked in *very close proximity* to the whole DNF list thingie, and I hold(held?) the security clearance necessary to do so. On more than one occasion, my *close proximity* got me cut out of the herd for special scrutiny, since one of the ways we tested it was to, well...you get the idea. My supervisor was always having problems of that sort. I've never flown without checking through a firearm since then; I've used my CHL as an ID with my boarding pass, which confuses the TSA gate drone from time to time, especially since they seem to be compelled to ask if I 'have it on me' as I'm trying to go through the line. I guess I'm going to have to renew my driver's license in person next time, since I can't get away with my usual snarky line 'The State claims this is me' without getting a double-take to my likeness on the license and my smiling countenance before them. No, I won't give them any more info about me than I absolutely have to nor more than they already have.JPG had a great idea- fly charter/private every time and go as you will. Regards,Rabbit.
I am only what the government says, and only worth what I report annually; they know me more than my wife of many years - but they don't laugh with nor at me, sigh. No one loves me.
Will you please post a link to this? I beleive you, but I simply must see it with my own eyes to have that last miniscule morsel of hope that I suspect may be hidden deep within my soul crushed. Thanks,Joe_M
Whoops. Fixed it. Try clicking the piccie now.
I don't fly enough anymore to justify the cost of one. I don't fly at all anymore -- and I do design work on the planes for the manufacturer. If they told me I had to fly to keep my job, I'd tell them they needed to find a new engineer; I will not submit to the TSA bullsh*t. If everybody refused then the problem would disappear right quickly.
You're papers please? Your papers do not appear to be in order. Where are you staying? Do they know you there? Perhaps we should call them. (What's the movie?)
TSA = Thugs Strangling Aviation
The movie I believe is "FireFox" Staring Clint Eastwood.What'd I win?;-)
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