The TSA Guy Likes Me
You want to know what sucks? Waking up at 4:30 AM to make a flight that is at 9:20 in a town barely half an hour away. I'm a growing boy, I need my sleep.
So now I'm sitting by the window in the airport, impatiently awaiting the plane that will take me to New Mexico and the National Junior Olympics race. (Plane just went overhead just as the intercom went on. Lol no one is understanding you, dude.) Got my short shorts, my RD tattoo (represent, yo), and comforted by the knowledge that I will NOT place well so I can just run a fun race. Maybe I'll get on tv. If I do I'll give Feld0 or someone a shoutou or whatever.
...on a side note, how do you SAY Feld0? Like Feld-Oh? I'm gonna assume that is right.
I got patted down by the TSA guy after I went through their crappy metal detectors at PDX. He said I had metal in the right portion of my chest and my right hip. I didn't have anything. I think he just thought I was a good-looking guy, if you know what I mean. Wink wink wink.
Mom says that wasn't nice. I beg to differ. I think HE was TOO nice. Wink.
She just asked if that was the right form of "too" to use in that sentence.
I'm bored.
- Kolth
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