Shaking through Security

Mullally pirouetted his 200-pound body and stuck his foot out.  The guy fell forward.

“Officer,” Mullally said, “check the guy’s leg, that prosthetic leg.”  He pointed to a bulging leg tightly wrapped in an elastic bandage.”

With less courtesy than Mullally might have used, remembering the captain’s warning, the agent unwrapped the bandage revealing rolls of toilet paper where a leg should have been.

“I’ll be damned,” the agent muttered.  “Guess TSA passed him through without a total X-ray.”

“Toilet paper?”  Mullally had seen strange things, but….

“Russians.  Go figure.  Guess there’s a shortage of ass wipe in Moscow.”





About me

This is me: home-writer, book-reader, dog-lover and occasional poet. I make this website to share my and my friends texts with You, dear Reader. Please: read carefully, don't be scary, upgrade your mood and be king and leave your comment. :)