Words of Advice:
"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne
“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *
"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown
“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie
"Thou Shalt Get Sidetracked by Bullshit, Every Goddamned Time." -- The Ghoul
"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad
"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown
"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers
"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown
"Eck!" -- George the Cat
* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck,
"FOFF" = Felonious Old Fat Fuck,
"COFF" = Convicted Old Felonious Fool,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset,
A/K/A P01135809, A/K/A Dementia Donnie, A/K/A Felon^34,
A/K/A Dolt-45, A/K/A Don Snoreleone
5 comments:
Ooh, it's the flashcards of mass destruction! Why, if the dude hadn't been stopped by the TSA, he would have detonated his flashcards in flight and KILLED US ALL!
Yeah, I feel SOOOOoooo much safer now...
- Badtux the Snarky Penguin
Hey, paper cuts can really sting!
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My wife has a friend that had an interview for a job at TSA, the location was some large building by the airport. The story of how and where the interview was conducted and the persons she talked with left us laughing; it was strange to say the least. The end of the interview describes the TSA. Instead of escorting her back the way she came in, they open a door in the interview room and let her out and closed the door. She was standing in a large vacant parking lot with the long building stretching out both directions, it took a few minutes to orient herself and a long walk to her car. Our conclusion is the hiring process is why they have the people they have. Could it be like the movie where the mad scientist accidentally planted the brain of a craze murder into the head of his creation, but in this is case they use the wrong hiring manual, the one written by the craze physiologist that should have been burned.
Recently I took quite a bit of study material with me on vacation. Half a dozen thin electronics technology textbooks made a couple of TSA screeners suspicious.
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