Going through custome at Gatwick, the young lady asked of my mandolin and guitar cases if I had any "deadly weapons in there".
Well, I answered, some people claim that they are pretty dangerous the way I play 'em.
Wrong answer. Everything out and inspected. I played a couple of tunes, she said I wasn't all THAT bad, and I went on my way resolving not to be such a smartass in the future.

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