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.
Anaea Lay 
I’m confused why the subject of an f-bomb came up…
The whole sentence would have been, “Look, I’ll drop an f-bomb anywhere, but in airports there are some words you just don’t say.”