OK, it didn't go as planned. I didn't keep my mouth shut; I didn't follow all the rules; I wasn't polite. They were rude to my husband Dwight, and TSA is now the proud possessor of my tube of Sensodyne toothpaste, an expensive tube of Aveda hair conditioner and a corkscrew that had a sharp point (horrors!) Travel used to be fun. If the airlines are bottom-dwelling scum suckers (and they are--$70 charge for a second checked bag!), then TSA can crawl under them. There...I said it and I'm glad. Watchlist here I come.
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