Protecting the Homeland from Hot Women
My friend (who happens to be a hot Japanese girl) told me of an unsettling experience she had when coming back from New York to Tokyo. She was clearing security when one of the TSA officers pulled her the to side to rifle through her belongings while asking her a few questions.
“So you are flying directly to Tokyo?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“Do you live in Japan or here in New York?”
“I live in Japan.”
“So, how often do you come to New York?”
“A few times a year.”
“I see, and where do you usually stay when you are here?”
“Different hotels. It depends.”
“Well, you are very pretty. I’d like to see you next time you come to New York.”
My friend stood their speechless, until the brave defender of the homeland continued.
“Well, here’s my card. Be sure to call me next time you are in New York.”
Sheesh! It’s not just that it’s an embarrassingly lame pick-up attempt, it’s disgusting and appalling. While this TSA loser searches desperately for a woman who loves a man in uniform, Abdul Ammar Kaboom is walking past him with a bomb.