Blind Item: If Not Jeffrey Gundlach, Who Then?
10:30 a.m.: We are also transporting a large glass dildo we bought in Amsterdam a few years ago. It's in my backpack, in its protective pouch. The female TSA agent pulls out the pouch and asks "What is this?" I hem and haw a bit. Her supervisor says, "I know what that is. It's okay." This reminds me of when I went on vacation, accidentally arrived at the airport late, and didn't have time to check my bag full of toys and ropes, so I had to go through screening. They had a good sense of humor about it.
