In the MSP airport waiting for our plane to Iceland, I am surfing the web when I run across this article. Finding it amusing, I begin to read it aloud to my travelling companions.
Anaea: A child’s toy sparked a…uhm, I’m not going to say that word in the airport.
Don: What word?
Anaea: B-O-M-B. Sparked a…scare late Tuesday morning. The Orange County…Squad…
Don: Is this necessary?
Anaea: Look, I’ll drop an f-bomb anywhere but in airports…oh. Shit.
Sylvie: Good job!
On the bright side, the TSA did not immediately descend and drag me off to Gitmo. So far, so good.