I had lost a lot of weight and my pants were beung held up by suspenders as I went through TSA on the way to work. The little dweeb told me to tak my suspenders off.
"Your call," I replied. "You wanna see and old man's pants fall down? This airport has hundreds of gallons of hand sanitizer but not one f***in' drop of eye bleach."
I got to keep my suspenders.
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