The one time you decide to bring a suitcase full of porn to the airport is inevitably the time you get the security screener who insists on carefully combing through every single item in your suitcase. It is also inevitable that you will get a super friendly, chatty security screener with a lot of questions about his discoveries. You can hope he's the consipiratorial sort, who does you the favor of conducting his search with the suitcase half-closed.
You will promise him a recommendation for next time, gather your bags and get the hell out of there.
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