At Iowahawk, Umar Farouk Abdulmutallab describes his recent air travel experience:
When I came to, I was handcuffed, surrounded by cops and bomb sniffing dogs. Amid all the hysterical hippies I felt a strange sensation and heard a soft klink. -Yep, you guessed it. My freeze dried bar-b-cued junk had just fallen off. Before I could locate it, one of the bomb sniffing dog snarfed it up like a frozen snausage.
In other parodies, the Obama administration tries to protect America. Thank goodness for pushy Eurotrash.