>snicker<
No kidding. I once saw a Honey Badger emotional support animal freak out at a TSA agent. The pizza-faced kid wanted it to go through the X-Ray see-your-boobs machine and so the honey badger bit the little perverted nerd in the ear. Three more Thousands Standing Around agents rushed over. The Honey Badger mauled the first, swiped at the second, and darted off to Cinnabon and ate maybe thirteen of those things which made the Honey Badger more energetic and agitated. Airport security had surrounded the area and one of the US agents whose job is to ignore foreigners entering and interrogate and detain US Citizens returning started screaming into his radio. People were screaming, two of those absurdly fast electric transport vehicles people who are not disabled use ran into each other and I saw a nice old lady in a wheelchair make a puddle of pee all over the floor but the Honey Badger really did not care.