Home for the Holidays

A good old boy checks in at the airport gate to board a flight home for the holidays.  When he gets to the gate, he puts a dead raccoon on the counter while he fishes for his ticket.  The agent asks him, "What’s that!?"

He says, "It’s my former pet. I’m taking it home to bury it."

The agent says, "You can’t take that disgusting thing on the airplane!"

The good old boy says, "Why not?  It’s carrion luggage, isn’t it?"

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