While the mighty minions of Peta are busy protecting innocent school children  by soliciting colleges to give up their fishing teams – picking up the slack for lazy, insensitive parents who raised their children to adore fried chicken, comic books, and thick steaks …

… still, occasionally, they hatch a pretty good idea.

This time it’s free advertising when your hindquarters are scanned by the uncaring TSA louts manning the Cavity Search & Irradiation unit at your local airport.

The idea has merit, metal augmented underwear that provides a bit more opaque for those naturally shy, and allows a brief extension of digit for those not at all shy …

Like us anglers …

Your opportunity to beard the prophet is available whether you’re boxers or briefs, as a touch of rubber cement and a dab of tinfoil and watch their scowl deepen.

Even better, when your fishing buddy lapses into unconsciousness after a full day of hot sun, exotic dream trip, and drinks containing umbrellas; rather than shave his eyebrows you can just rearrange the outfit he’s laid out for tomorrow’s triumphant return to civilization ..

… which may backfire, as the both of you will miss your flight while they remove his fillings looking for contraband.

A pal would have the courtesy to save a couple ice cubes from the airport bar, so Mr. Biggest Fish Mostest Fish can sit comfortably between visits to the Bastille …