Do not... I repeat... DO NOT fuck with people who raw dog modern air travel.

No carry on. No backpack. No headphones. No fucks given. Just a baggage

receipt erupting from a shirt pocket. These people walk through the airport

looking for fights, purposely bumping into those who are traveling with

EVERYTHING - a roller, a backpack, a kid in one hand, and an overpriced coffee

in the other - hoping to watch these savvy passengers relinquish any illusion of

control of their possessions and sanity. Such mavericks are rivaled by only one

other type of traveller - the guys who carry on in a garbage bag. Hefty bags,

knotted closed, and full of clothes and miscellaneous accessories. Are the

clothes clean or dirty? And is that 1979 Sony Walkman on your belt? I want to

see these two meet in an airport sanctioned octagon in the nearly abandoned

terminal B in MSP. Who ya got? Place your bets!