Administration, we can all rest a little bit easier tonight. Yesterday at approximately 17:00 hours, a one Mr. Rooster Monkburn was successfully disarmed when a TSA agent confiscated the monkey sock puppet’s two-inch, vaguely gun-shaped piece of plastic—and then threatened to call the police.
The offending accessory.
It all started when Phyllis May of Redmond, Washington attempted to smuggle the stuffed, armed primate through security on her way from St. Louis to Seattle. Immediately identifying the threat, the agents on duty stepped into action and pulled Mr. Monkburn’s carrying case from the conveyor. The jig, it seems, was up. “I realized, oh my god, this is my bag,” May told KTVB-TV.The exchange that then took placewas—and this cannot be emphasized enough—absolutely phenomenal:
May said the TSA agent went through the bag, through the sewing supplies and found the two-inch long pistol.
"She said ‘this is a gun,’" said May. "I said no, it’s not a gun it’s a prop for my monkey."
"She said ‘If I held it up to your neck, you wouldn’t know if it was real or not,’ and I said ‘really?’" said May.
The TSA agent told May she would have to confiscate the tiny gun and was supposed to call the police.
"I said well go ahead," said May. "And I said really? You’re kidding me right, and she said no it looks like a gun."
"She took my monkey’s gun."
Let’s hear that one more time.
I said no, it’s not a gun it’s a prop for my monkey.
And with that, we celebrate one more victory for freedom.
TSA Security Theater.
You know government agencies are messed up when you can’t determine if reports of their actions are onion articles or not.
if you ever have to watch one american football game please watch the lions/eagles game going on right now. they’re playing in 7/8 inches of snow and they’re not allowed to clear the snow off the field
My uncle has been posting pictures since the start of the game guys you don’t understand this is hilarious
the lions fumbled six times in the first 18 minutes and are winning
Are you serious right now? I’m a fully certified neurosurgeon. I can break into people’s heads and rewire their brains and tamper with their memory, no problem. But this? This juice box? This sugary drink marketed for eight year olds? No. Sticking a straw into this juice container is apparently just too much for me to handle without fucking it up. I’m done. I quit. Goodbye.
but!!!!! this is so important!!!! this is such a potent metaphor for how much bad things are glamorized in our society like eating disorders or self harm and so you have these little kids seeing it made dramatic and beautiful and i just!!!! catching fire u did so good u did so fucking good