Coming back from another week on the formerly forbidden island and a week in the DR, I was passing thru the TSA checkpoint and was subjected to a new test that they didn't have on my last trip 6 months ago. After the hands up body scan, the TSA agent rubbed my hands with a few papers and put them in a scanner. When I asked him what that was all about, he told me that it was a scan for explosives. Well, I didn't think that this would be any problem and that I would be on my way in a second. WRONG ! He said that the scan on my hands had come back positive and showed me the results on the machine. I was then directed to another agent who took those papers and ran them through all of my luggage compartments. Negative. Thinking that I was done, I started putting my shoes, belt, etc back on, but no, I then was told that I would have to go in a private room for a more intimate pat down. So here I am in this little room with two grizzly looking TSA agents that describe the intimate pat down procedure, and then asked if I had any questions before they started. I immediately asked if I could have someone better looking than them do the procedure--one agent remained stone faced, while the other agent cracked a smile and said it would cost extra, to which I replied that I would gladly pay. Anyway we go thru the procedure without any problem, but I had to ask them what would set the test off since I hadn't touch a gun, or anything in over 3 months. The agent said he wasn't exactly sure what set it off, but could have been some of the creams in foreign countries that contain more glycerin, component in nitroglycerin. Boom, a light went off in my head. The night before, I was with my Haitiana, who I had been with for 5 days, and had used up all my lubricate, as she needed culo action everyday. On the last night, when she said " en mi culo, mon cheri " again, we had to use some of her body cream, which, obviously had a high percentage of glycerin. This gave me the biggest chuckle, which I didn't share with the TSA agents. So, beware you culo afficionados, expect delays
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