You don’t go to work for the TSA because you got a 1600 on your SAT.
I’m convinced that having a sense of humor is a disqualification to be a TSA agent lol
Ah shit, I said lol now I’m on the disqualified list :(
You can’t trust the 8-ball in this situation, it’s biased.
Plot twist: the liquid inside the ball is nitroglycerin.
You shake the ball, it responds ‘ask again later’…
… except there is also now a blinking red led, which is blinking more and more rapidly.
Jimmy swore up and down that he didn’t know that the magic 8 ball could do that. Unfortunately for him, the TSA agents were unable to hear him over the increasingly louder and more rapid beeping sounds made by said magic 8 ball. Within moments, Jimmy was on the ground with the weight of a TSA agent on his back and the cool steel of a handgun pressed to his neck.
“Don’t fucking move,” ordered a TSA agent. Another agent immediately followed up with, “I’ll blow your head off if you try anything.” As the magic 8 ball liked to say to him sometimes, for Jimmy, his outlook was not so good.
Believe it or not, that’s a frisking.
