A word of advice to my brothers…

A word of advice to my brothers, you know who I mean. You do not want to have an intimidating folding knife on you and have the TSA in their patdown detect traces of nitro.

Even though I declared the knife before the checkpoint so I could ship it home, it was what some of my friends refer to as a folding broadsword, a 6″ double curved serrated folding knife. Not good.

Third time this week I missed my flight because of length of time it takes to get through the TSA. You figure since they pat me down ten times a week they’d get better at it.

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