Thursday, August 24, 2006


You're going to love this one.

Mardin Amin was arrested at Chicago's O'Hare Airport after joking that bag inspectors had discovered a "bomb" in his luggage. The object in question turned out to be a penis pump. It's not mine, baby - I swear!

According to news sources, a female security guard was rifling through his things when she identified the foreign, suspect object. She asked Mardin what it was and claims he told her it was "a bomb." So she asked him again to identify the object and, again, he explained that it was a bomb. Mardin, who was traveling with his mother to Turkey, was promptly arrested and now faces prison time. Like most men would, Mardin chose to get arrested for plotting a terrorist attack rather than admit to owning a penis pump. Really, baby - it's not my bag!

And all in front of his poor mother!

The defense's side of the story is a little different. They argue that Mardin had actually whispered "a pump," under his breath so as not to draw attention to the fact that his penis was in training. When asked a second time, he again said it was "a pump," but the security guard mistook "a pump" for "a bomb" and placed him in custody. I must admit that this version of the story does sound more plausible than the first one. Why couldn't he have just explained to her what it was for?

"It is a device used for blowing things up."

On second thought...

I just want to know why he needed to pack it in his carry-on bag. Every time I try to use mine mid-flight the attendants tell me to put it away.


slskenyon said...

Oh, that is seriously an invaluable tale. I have always wondered how many times people who scan bags before they are checked onto airlines find dildos, vibrators, lubricant, etc., and they probably just see it and let it go with a chuckle. Regardless, that's amazing. If you are going to own an item like penis pump, I think it is best to perhaps keep it in your place of primary residency, or if you go between homes, one in each place, as opposed to getting caught not only with your pants down, but with a pump on the edge of your not-too-impressive endowment.

AYNtK said...

Sounds as though you've put some thought into this. Any tips on smuggling a 10-pound jug of Astroglide onto a puddle-jumper?