My husband and I have always joked around about how funny it would be to go through airport security and when asked to pull out your 3-1-1 liquid carry-on baggy, your baggy contains only small nips of alcohol. Well, I guess we can check that one off the good ol' bucket list. Mission accomplished. The hubby's liquids bag contained assorted mini vodkas as well as a lovely collection of Bailys minis. The aforementioned booty came in handy during our flight from Denver to Minneapolis(t).
I sort of feel like this happens more than we are aware of. The TSA agents didn't even blink. No giggle. No search. No witty commentary. Oh well.