14 September 2006

This sort of thing ain't my bag, baby.

A few weeks back, I mentioned the strange case against Madin Amin, a man who told a vigilant TSA drone that he had a bomb in order to avoid embarassment over what was, in reality, a penis pump. In addition to the defendant's own statements, the evidence included one credit card receipt for a penis pump signed by Madin Amin, one warranty card for a penis pump filled out by Madin Amin, and one copy of Penis Pumps in My Carry-On Luggage and Me: This Sort of Thing is my Bag, Baby by Madin Amin. Nonetheless, the penis pump prosecution has now gone limp.

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