How my boots met my wife

By Garrett H, posted March 25th, 2009

Rating 4.25 out of 5

After a long day at the office I rushed off to the airport to catch a flight from Dallas to Charleston, SC. This was before everyone had to remove their shoes, but after the tighter security started. So it is my turn to go through security, I am all set, laptop is out, belt is off, cell phone is tucked into a bag. I am ready to slide right through when the security guard, or whatever you call them told me to remove my boots. continue reading

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