I have no idea if this is true, but it certainly reads well as a cautionary tale of modern airline security. Father and son fly from Florida to Wisconsin to pick up junker station wagon, which they then drive back down to Florida … in less time than it took them to fly in the other direction.
Forty-five minutes into the flight, practically within spitting distance of Memphis (as disgusting as that sounds), the weary pilot addressed the crowd: “Sorry folks, but we have to turn around and go back to Orlando.” It was now that the passengers understood why all the sharp objects were removed from their persons: so they wouldn’t cut their own throats right there in the aisle.
(Via Boing Boing)
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