FREEMAN, SD
Mrs. Deirdre Giesbrecht was hauled aside by airport security this afternoon after attempting to board the plane with farmer sausage in her carry-on luggage.
“Oba nay! Waut de schissjat!” declared Mrs. Giesbrecht, who was on her way back home to Freeman, South Dakota after a week of visiting the frintschoft in rural Kansas. “I guess the x-ray flagged it as suspicious. But there’s nothing out of the ordinary about my farmer sausage, other than perhaps a little too long in the smoke shack.”
Soon security guards were crowding around, all trying to get a sample of Mrs. Giebrech’ts formavorscht.
“They told me I could either throw it out or consume all seven rings of sausage while standing here in line,” said Mrs. Giesbrecht. “Well, I hauled out a piece and incited my fellow passengers to join in. We had a wonderful goot faspa right there in the security line.”
The impromptu faspa caused such a backlog of flights that the nation’s entire air service was paused for several hours.
“Nah, those airplanes can wait yet,” said Mrs. Giebrecht. “I’m just glad we had a time for a nice round of Dutch Blitz before stepping through the body scanner.”
