Friday, April 13, 2007

What of the ninja, I ask you?

Getting ready for a flight to Canada's glorious and beneficent neighbour to the south, so I take a look at the TSA's list of proscribed items. Here I see:

This of course prompted the following between Vicki and I:
Me: Get a load of this -- ninjas have to check their nunchakus.

Vicki: Nunchakus?

Me: You know, nunchucks.

Vicki: I know. Still. Seems kind of unfair.

Me: Well, even without his nunchakus or throwing stars, the ninja is still, y'know, a ninja. I think he could take the air marshal.
We're not even boarding until tomorrow afternoon, and I'm already hoping for more in-flight entertainment than is reasonable.

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