On the security line

On the security line today at LaGuardia Airport, I saw a man carrying a box of Little Italy pizza.

“Somebody sure must really want genuine New York pizza,” I said. His wife laughed and said “Yes, it’s the only way they are going to be able to get it.”

“I know what you mean,” I said, “I’ve got fourteen Brooklyn Bagels in this backpack.”

Which was true.

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