• MrFunnyMoustache@lemmy.ml
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    1 year ago

    Unfortunately yes; I was taped to a tree in elementary school for what felt like an eternity until one of the teachers found me.

  • lightnsfw@reddthat.com
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    Yea when I was a kid we would play hide and seek and the hiders would tie up the seeker before they went to hide and the seeker could start looking for them as soon as they escaped. I was always really fast because I would flex my muscles while they were tying me up and then as soon as they took off I could make myself smaller then that and it was easy to wiggle out. I think I had read that in a Batman comic.

  • cwagner@lemmy.cwagner.me
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    1 year ago

    Yeah, and also tied people up. It’s fun, can recommend.

    Oh, and don’t fly with handcuffs in your checked luggage if your layover is in Dubai, they’ll hold up the whole plane to remove those.

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        Nah, I got a chill airport worker to drive me around for a while, then we went into a small room underground, where a scary dude in a suit who didn’t speak English came in (airport worker was translating). I had to open my luggage, take the handcuffs out, give them to suit-guy, and close the bag again, then the nice dude drove me back. Note that they did not care about any of the actual sex toys in the luggage.

    • Monument@lemmy.sdf.org
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      1 year ago

      As a (very dumb) teenager, I went through security at Logan in March 2002 with a pair of handcuffs in my jacket.

      The women who saw it on x-ray dug them out of my jacket pocket and sort of flamboyantly asked “What’chu need theeeese for?!”
      I gave her a shit-eating grin and responded with the same energy that I was visiting my girlfriend.
      After a beat, she said “Well alright. Go get your freak on! But put ‘em in your bag next time!”

      The truth was that I had actually forgotten they were in that jacket. They just lived in that one pocket my senior year of HS because I was an edgy teenager. I was actually returning from visiting her. We didn’t even use them, and they didn’t get flagged on my departing flight.

      I’m glad it was before the DHS militarized the TSA. I do not know how my idiotic teenage self would have dealt with a non-playful encounter.