My brother gave me the Leatherman Micra that is now sitting in the Love Field TSA agent's pocket when I was in high school. I told him that it was confiscated; of course he asked why I thought I could take it on the plane with me, but that's neither here nor there.
I was delighted to get home from work today and find a lovely surprise: Nathan sent me a new Leatherman Micra! Isn't he the best brother? It was such a fun treat. Let's home I remember not to take it on the plane with me next time I travel.
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