Slicker than a Yes album. | I flew back from LA a few years ago, forgot my swiss army knife was in my pants still. Had already checked my bag, but they wouldn't let me slip my knife inside my bag. (It was just sitting on the track, waiting to go through the x-ray and explosion machine). So, I got a small box, put it in there, taped it up and gave it to the ticket agent to check as well. No extra charge, thankfully. |