The terrorists have won.
3 oz of liquid, and no more.
You gotta take off your shoes.
Security lines.
No nail clippers or knitting needles.
And now....
nuns getting frisked by TSA agents.
I hate plane travel.
Give me a train anytime.
Just jump on and go.
Take a whole frigging water jug and a Bowie knife.
Smoke to your hearts content on the club car.
Or sit quitely in the quiet car.
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