By Jove, I often wanted to see the Mourne mountains. Must be a great tonic in the air down there.
I answered, “If you’re a terrorist, you’re going to hide your weapons in your anus or your vagina.”
“Yes, but starting tomorrow, we’re going to start searching your crotchal area–this is the word he used, ‘crotchal’–and you’re not going to like it.”
“What am I not going to like?” I asked.
“We have to search up your thighs and between your legs until we meet resistance,” he explained.
photo { Ralph Mecke }
