DILDOS AND THE COSTA RICAN
CUSTOMS AGENTS

I opened the case and there they were, lying right on top of all the other supplies. THE 12 INCH STRAP ON DILDO, STILL OILED UP FROM ONE OF OUR SHOOTS, PLUS ALL THE OTHER DILDOS AND BOTTLES OF BABY OIL WE BROUGHT.
I picked up the big life-like dildo and waved it around like a garden hose. I asked the female customs agent if she wanted to see anything else. The girl turned every color in the rainbow and all the male custom agents and security personnel were on the floor laughing. Now, there was a crowd of about 30 people looking to see what the commotion was all about.
The girl agent disappeared into the crowd and I never saw her again. The other customs agents helped me to put all the stuff back into the big blue suitcase except for the dildos. They insisted I put THOSE away myself. The dildos had so much oil on them that every time I picked one of them up they'd fly out of my hands. After getting our equipment back into the case we permitted to go on our way. That was one of the funniest moments I've ever had while traveling. It's moments like these that make life worth living.
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