Brandon has returned home from his United States World Tour (sponsored by Coors light). Some highlights from the trip down from Chi-town:
use your vivid creativity and drawing ability...male, 5'10", 155 lbs, white tennis shoes, purple plaid flannel pajama pants, red shirt with the logo of a man flexing his biceps and reading "Welcome to the Gun Show" and to top it off, a cowboy hat. Of course I see him in the security line which snakes like 40 times so all 20 passes, I have to laugh at him and the girl that accepts being seen in public with him.
My favorite convo...Lady taking my bag curbside: "Sir, is your bag locked?"
me: "yes"
her: "well you might want to unlock it in case we need to search it after it goes through the x-ray machine."
me: "then what's the purpose of my purchasing a bag with a security lock?"
her: "(blank stare)"
me: "allow me to answer, so you don't go through it. I have clothes in the bag and it will remain locked. Should I arrive at my destination to find my bag busted I will blame you...Teresa. Good day"
I also arrived early at the gate so I had about 20 minutes to kill so I pretended to kidnap these two kids who parents were at the bar across the way getting a bloody mary and screwdriver at 9:20 am. My plan was to lure them with McDonald's then get them lost in the Duty Free store. No chance I would have been caught.
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Welcome back Brands. I feel you on the airport security. Idiots didn't tell me about their extreme wind security machine in Beantown and blew my entire shirt up. No property is safe these days.
B, it saddens me to hear you rip on flannel pants. It seems to me it wasn't so long ago when flannel was hip - even in Beverly Hills. And really, nothing (well maybe sweatpants) shows off a handsome buldge better than flannel pants.
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