National Opt-Out Day is finally here! Thousands of men, women, children and stray cats are expected to refuse a TSA naked cancer chamber scan, choosing instead to be gate raped by career failures. Chief TSA Pedobear “John Pistole” says that people who love getting cancer shouldn’t opt-out, because then you won’t get cancer and also there might be flight delays. So now everyone must opt-out, in order to make John Pistole look foolish and dumb. Would you like to be groped, for pleasure, but do not anticipate flying anywhere today? That’s okay, the TSA is giving out free grope coupons! Print one out and hustle over to the nearest airport. There is a one hundred percent chance somebody is going to touch your penis or vagina today.
Hand this free coupon to the TSA agent with the glitter sharpie who “checks” your boarding pass and/or coupon before you proceed forth to be groped. (Remember to have your driver’s license or Library of Congress card out and ready, so that the TSA person can make sure your name matches the name on the coupon!)
But also send your erotic TSA fan fiction/real life sexual abuse stories to tips at wonkette dot com. Subject line: “Good Touch!” or “Bad Touch!” depending on how it goes. If you are a coward and opted-in for the porno-scanner, your subject line should look something like “Michael Chertoff saw me naked and then injected me with Cancer, I’m a loser.” Safe travels, everyone!
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What if the brave and handsome TSA man stuffs a Western Bacon Cheeseburger down my panties. Is that Good Touch or Bad Touch?
Check to make sure it isn't an Anus Burger.
That's not a beefy TSA agent, then, it's Kathy Lopez.
Is it cheating to try and "plump it up" a bit before going through the scanner?
Will there be fluffers?
Someone posted a comment on the NPR blog that he went through security with a banana stuffed in his pants, and unfortunately did not have to go through porn cancer box, nor get felt up. Sad face :(
But the good thing is he got a banana to eat on the plane.
It don't mean a thing if it don't have that shwing!
Mmmm….Western bacon is so much better on a cheesburger. It should be topped with a health dollop of Ranch dressing, too.
I prefer my bacon Middle Eastern.
I remember when the U.S. Department of Molestation actually cared about molesting people. Now they're in the pocket of Big Pocket.
Ho ho!!
Er… Hi.
WIN + 1
I demand a new coupon. There are those of us that don't wear panties. What's in it for us?
But that coupon expired on January 31, 2008 so I guess I'll have to go back to the old non-free hookers to get my penis touched today.
I was going to go to the airport today and go through security and get the pat-down. Probably the closest I've been to sex with another person in years.
So now I'm not allowed to fly.
All because I grabbed the TSA dude's hair, pushed his head back, and came like Pete North while shouting, "Mama grizzly turkey bitch. MAMA GRIZZLY."
Was that wrong?
I'm thinking about putting a Western Bacon Cheeseburger in my underwear and going though a porno scanner. Would that show up?
Will it be wrapped in aluminium foil?
Are you going to stuff it into the front or the back of your pants?
Frankly I'd prefer the bacon cheeseburger to some dude's hand down my pants.
Hey – "hand in your panties" sandwich comes with lettuce and tomato! Does that mean the TSA will also "toss my salad" with the free grope?
I felt left out, since I wasn't traveling for the holidays – so I went down to my local Wal Mart and asked the old lady greeter to grab my junk and see if I was packin'! I was quite sure I would end up in jail for that one, but instead, I got the best handjob I have ever had in my life! I… oh yeah… this ain't Penthouse Forum, is it? Well, nevermind – FUCK SARAH PALIN!!!
God willing, my "Show Me On the Doll" action figure is going to be positively worn out after today.
There is a one hundred percent chance somebody is going to touch your penis or vagina today.
No way. The Weather Channel said it's only an 80% chance of groping with light and variable radiation.
Whats the appropriate tip for a pat down with "full release?"
"Careful buddy, the treatments for the Mexican Jumping Crabs I contracted down in Acuña haven't taken effect yet, and them are some pretty hairy guns you're sporting there."
like all important issues facing this country, i assume the audience will get to vote on the best and worst scans to see who gets kicked off the plane.
Unless its Bristol Palin and then the Palinistas will mobilize a massive phone in campaign to try to save her.
When opting out, be sure to request the "happy ending", for freedom.
This is the most difficult Food Wars choice, yet.
I'm afraid the terrorists are just going to drive or take Amtrak.
Even worse – what if the terrorists just decide to stay home?
What I want is a hard-target search and double frisk of living thing in every gas station, residence, warehouse, farmhouse, henhouse, outhouse and doghouse in America!
No need. They already see everything you do through the "cable" box.
That'll the Reptilian full-employment plan!
What percentage of the people truly annoyed at this process are viciously holding their farts in just to be released during the groin pat down?
"Hey, are you gonna buy me dinner after your done?" and "Hey, don't I get a kiss first?" are two questions I suggest asking the poor slob who has to cup his hands under your man-boobs. He will be really amazed and impressed by your originality.
Sorry, I'm feeling a little sympathy for the poor TSA drones who have to spend the day reaching under the corn-syrup flab of 98% of the American traveling public today. Unless, of course, said drone has his or her own corn-syrup flab to be proud of.
I think even if the TSA agent has a corn syrup flap, you can probably still feel sympathy for their being required to handle the corn syrup flap of countless strangers.
In the blog posts about the new scanner and more intensive searches, there's been the undercurrent of an assumption that the TSA workers are going to be titilated by looking at the scans and doing the searches. Can you imagine looking at hundreds of those scans a day? Even if you had a predisposition to being turned on by grainy odd images of strangers, you have to imagine that the sheer number of images would reduce the impact.
Not to mention the human form, even a decent one sans corn syrup flap does not look right when it is all trussed up by under garments and street clothes. Squashed boobs, strangely contorted junk and weird elastic indentations all in grainy b&w as you mentioned.
Of course, there is at least one TSA worker who has had this unfulfilled fetish his entire life and now feels like Christmas morning.
Or people with these, and other exhibitionistic groping fetishes, will flood the TSA applying for jobs.
You just know that 90% of those poor bitches and bastards looked at themselves in the mirror this morning and said, "FUCK FUCK FUCKITY FUCK!!! WHY DIDN'T I JUST TAKE THAT JANITOR POSITION OUT OF FUCKING ALTERNATIVE SCHOOL???!!!
I'm an atheist, yet I still pray daily for people to have that much cognitive dissonance. These fucks would probably say "Yay! Imperial fiat to touch boobies!" if they were even aware that it isn't a shitty Italian car.
Meanwhile, distracted by the finger up its ass, the US becomes a third world country.
Which President is going to wage the "War Against Fading into Obscurity"?
It's never too late to learn a foreign language, is all I'm saying. All we need to know pretty soon is how to say "Our specials tonight are…" and "Would you like a happy ending?" in Mandarin.
All of them.
Fully concur, Sheriff. They are just poor schlubs that are grateful to have a jerb, the degradation notwithstanding. Around here, in fact, a bunch of them seem to be retirees or other Top of the Demographic Pyramid-Americans trying to postpone the day they have to eat Alpo for dinner.
Dear Wonkette:
I never thought that this would ever happen to me….
Have they caught anybody fapping while being scanned or groped yet? In a nation of retards, it's bound to happen.
To answer your question: http://mediamatters.org/mmtv/201011240008
I wonder if anyone has thought of this gag: take a baked potato, wrap it in aluminum foil, and stuff it down your pants. Then watch with delight as the TSAers have you walk back and forth through the scanner, which beeps furiously, confusion mounting over what could possibly be the problem. Imagine the look of surprise on their faces when you finally pull out the "object" for all to see. I think everyone would get a chuckle out of this one!
And then when they tase you, the foil helps re-heat the potato! Win-win!
With or without butter?
I'm sure as hell glad I'm not traveling, because if I found out that I missed my flight because some dickhead libertarian or an untrractive woman who clearly thinks too highly of themselves threw a fit in the security check in, I'd slam my head into the wall.
Can you imagine the absolute shame that some poor, young, ugly girl is going to feel when she is looked at by the cute, muscular TSA agent (the only reason she refused the cancer cavern and "opted in" for the body search) and told, "Go on through"?
Yeah! Civil Disobedience against intrusive bullshit regulations is something only Europeans are allowed to do!
Civil disobedience is a right, but becomes highly annoying when it makes the wait at airport security take longer. Why not just picket or do interpretive dance while waving giant puppets in the terminal?
Check out FurryGirl at SeaTac!
I hate to break it to you, 99% of US America. Unless you're hot or groped by a TSA chubby chaser, no one wants to see you naked.
So I was just in the security line at Sky Harbor when the guy in front of me says he's gonna "opt out" because these searches violate his constitutional rights. I told him that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few and that he should be a patriot and support his president. He nodded and said his days as a tea bagger were over and vowed to send a big check to NPR.
Aww, I love a good fairy tale. Now tell me the one about the Republican who understands basic economics.
Then he said, with his dying breath, "I have been and always shall be your friend. Live long and prosper."
See how easy that was? Now do it 50 times a day, every day!
(Also, go post that same comment to those Breitbart blogs you enjoy trolling and compare your thumbs up here to the thumbs down there. With your outstanding record of achievements in this category, I'm wondering if you've ever considered that. Crafting a single comment designed specifically to get the greatest differential of thumbs by posting it identically on two different blogs. This is your homework assignment for the Thanks Giving break, Meta.)
"Greatest differential of thumbs" made my day.Thanks.
Will do; see TSA Speedo Protest at Breitbart tv
Our office Tea Bagger was throwing a fit this morning about this being a violation of his Constitutional Rights, until it was pointed out that he also was a strong supporter of the Patriot Act and that the Feds reading e-mails and listening to phone calls without your permission was acceptable because it kept us safe from the terrorists.
Must hurt like Hell, to be hoisted upon your own petard.
Hey, I like those odds!
Fuck Michael Bay; reportedly she offered to do a topless scene in The Island but the asshole wanted a PG-13 rating.
Nobody in Hollywood has an integrity anymore.
Of all Michael Bay's crimes against decency, this has to be the worst.
Was her tranlucent panty dance in Lost in Translation not enough for you?
Only full frontal Scarlett would be enough; and maybe not even that.
I imagine Scarlett will follow the Meg Ryan Method & go full nude within proximity of menopause.
Great minds, sir or madam. Great minds indeed.
The TSA shit does make me more glad than usual that I live just a half-hour subway ride from my parents and don't have to fly or drive today or tomorrow.
not until we've all been degraded will we be a democracy.
I'd just give up and take the train but then there's THIS.
Sneaky Muslins.
Remember kids, always ask the TSA "Are my testicles black?”
"Does this look infected to you?"
turkey stories, TSA and palin coverage.
wonkette is the new grand guignol of the interwebs.
Quite frankly, I'd like to opt out of every hysterical, moranic National "conversation" this dumb country gets ginned up to.
Oh, yeah? Well how much would you pay to do the pat down on her when she "opts out?"
To boldly go… where Ryan Reynolds, Josh Hartnett, Benicio del Toro, Jared Leto, Justin Timberlake, and Axl Rose have gone before.
If I was in charge of TSA, I'd approach this problem from a "truth in advertising" perspective with some prominently displayed signs:
"OPT-OUT" LINE This Way ——-> Get groped, miss your plane. Approx wait from this point: 2 – 4 hours
"BODYSCANNER" LINE This way ——-> Stand briefly in a scanning device and proceed to the gate. Approx wait from this point: 3 – 5 min.
edit: Stand briefly in a scanning device (and be seen sorta naked in a blurry gray way by a bored TSA drone who is far more interested in the next cigarette break than your flabby body) and proceed to the gate.
Approximate wait for cancer: 5-10 years.
Eh, big deal. I know people who still smoke cigarettes.
Indeed. Perhaps TSA should offer smokes and/or booze to people coming through the scanners, even.
I would think the smokes would be more appropriate after the other screening technique.
"Was it good for you, too."
Too logical
At that point then we can justify walking through the TSA microwave ovens, with no equivocation on how much of a radiation bath we're taking. Thanks an awful fucking lot.
The RA makes it a little rough for them to apply a sustained pressure grip – but I have trained myself to only need 2 or 3 minutes, so it's cool!
I have to make the best of this new travelling feature, so I wll go to my default fantasy life…the curvaceous , yet brilliant and bi-lingual SAS operative makes her way through the checkpoint staffed by arrogant SS men, she has the radio transmitter in her luggage and secret codes hidden in her underwear, she knows that the screening will be rigorous and probing. She is next in line and finds herself , and her panties, roughly pulled to one side by the cruel, yet attractive, SS-Hauptsturmführer He takes her into a nearby office, locks the door and opens the luggage where the radio is clearly visible. Our plucky operatve knows what she must do to protect her fellow Maquisards, and she does it willingly, oh so wlliingly .
Sounds like you're planning on an "active" Thanksgiving Eve!
Well played, indeed.
That kind of letter traditionally begins: "I am a student at a small midwestern college . . . ."
Only one thing is missing from your fantasy: a monkey with a knife.
Memoir, or promise?
I'm taking the bus. The best groping is AT the bus STATION
Weed too.
I once saw a station manager deck a groper at the Trailways Depot in Chicago. Threw'im out into a snow-drift on -20 night, too.
TSA: Staffed by White Trash Americans Who Lost Their Jobs At 7/11 to Pakistani Nephew Of The New Owner With The Degree In Chemical Engineering.
Well, at least chemical engineers wash their hands. Unfortunately, it's before they go to the bathroom.
Well, Scar-Jo has denied any Westinghouse Hanky-pank with del Toro — "going… down, Ms Johansson?", then Joe Perry guitar-lick — & Axl was apparently just a ping-pong opponent at some chic Manhattan club that has ping-pong tables for its patrons.
Whew. Christ. A guy with blond cornrows really shouldn't be getting laid at all, much less by her.
True. But have you heard "Rocket Queen"? I think Axl's a beast in the bedroom. & I get the feeling Scar-Jo might actually like it rough (& not just talk like she does (cough, Angelina, cough)).
I hear you, but yeah, but that's in '87 when he was fucking cool.
Now he's a fat pimply old guy in a oversized Falcons jersey. He looks like a makeup-less Juggalo.
But look, if I knew what women wanted, I probably, you know, would be taking time out form commenting on Wonkette to get a blow job now and then. And that's clearly not happening.
Watch it with the Juggalo comments. I never fell for the ICP, not when I was just turned seventeen & the "band" was getting dropped by Hollywood Records, & not now, when Nathan Rabin, arch-contrarian for the ONION a/v club is engaging in hollow revisionism of the ICP story. So, I don't appreciate those lads being compared to the last great rock n' roll frontman.
(I will, though, accept comparison of Perry Ferrell & Kid Rock.)
As to not pulling girls, I feel ye. I think I scotched a chance to take a retiring waitress home on Monday nite, after pub-trivia. (Retiring, as in closing her shift; she was only twenty-two, maybe, also.) But that's me: always looking at my own mouth when I should be bridling the horse.
Before arriving at the airport, eat lots of whatever gives you horrible, smelly gas. As your TSA groper is feeling up your fanny with their face right at that same level, let it rip loud and proud permeating the immediate area with your own special fragrance and song.
I'll have the refried beans covered with curry, please.
Red cabbage and Grain Belt.
http://ameslevinelist.com/happy-opt-out-day-surpr…
I can't make up my mind if TSA groper would be a good job or a bad one. If I were still an over-educated, under-employed minimum wage-slave with a sh*t-load of resentment towards my "betters", then, yeah, humiliating them this way might be fun. But since they'd probably be even more insulting than usual, I suspect it'd get old real quick. Then I'd get even more eager to humiliate them.
Thank Mazu, I'm not in that situation anymore!
The U.S. Department of Mole Station? Why does Mole Station need a department? Why does a mole need a station even?
Nerds.
Sorry brother, Appetite is the dirtiest, druggiest, biggest record ever – but Axl Rose ain't living up to that shit at all.
Haha. I feel like I'm bringing you out of a bad relationship. "Look at that bitch! She got fat, she wrecked your car, and blew all your friends. Look at the truth man! Forget about her. Now what about that Nirvana chick, you said you thought she was cute?"
Too much time at Sedona. Though, I am glad it's that, & not Scientology. If Axl were to have gotten sucked in by that… Well, I never.
As is, I have peculiar taste in vocalists. I find Mike Patton annoying, & think Vinnie Dombrowski ("The Polish Prince!") is prolly the closest the alternative nation came to an Axl-worthy successor. & I still jam on Wax Ecstatic (album, & song), even if, when I saw Sponge (well, Dombrowski, & four guys from Detroit bar-bands) at the Solstice Festival in June, I heckled the singer mercilessly. (Including spoiling his "surprise" of the Speed Racer theme as sixth song in the set.)
And possibly a condom beforehand for those 'excitable' travelers. The Pope says it's OK.
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