Airports are wretched hives of scum and villainy
Flying in to Amsteradam at the height of TSA arseholery I'd made sure I had everything liquid in a tiny clear bag, nothing over 50ml, hadn't even bought any booze at the airport.

On the plane they have a decent gin, so I buy a bottle of that for dear old Gran who was just round the corner from Heathrow - handy after a 10 hour spell of intercontinental hell.

Got off the Southwest Airlines flight, resplendent with hangover and gin, walked to the gate for my connecting flight only to be told I had to chuck the gin. WHAT? "I bought it on a plane". "I never left the secure area". "It's for my Gran". "Fuck off my gin".

Nothing worked.

I lost my gin to an admittedly sheepish looking Dutch security agent. The worst part? They put it in a clear bin next to the departure gate and I could see it from my seat. Just sitting there.

America, I expect this from you. The Netherlands? Hang your head in shame, I thought you were better than that. Stealing an old lady's gin. That's low man, that's low.
(King Keepo has absolutely no idea what he's doing, Wed 2 Apr 2014, 17:12, 2 replies)

You took gin from the country with the worst booze on the planet and carried it through the home of gin
They should have forced you to drink it then gut punched you until your kidneys exploded.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Wed 2 Apr 2014, 17:33, closed)

We all live in Amerika

(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Wed 2 Apr 2014, 19:26, closed)