little. yellow. different. A weblog by Ernie Hsiung

gay bomb

Mike: In the “I’m so ashamed of my home country” department, or in the “HOLY FUCKING SHIT FUCK” category: http://cbs5.com/topstories/local_story_159222541.html
Ernie: I read. trust, i read
Ernie: that is SO a gay porn movie plot written all over it, you don’t understand.
Ernie: they’re filming that shit RIGHT NOW.
Mike: Life in the Iraqi desert was hard for SSgt Jack Throbmore, but it was only going to get … worse. When the chemical bombs hit, Jack was unable to get into his protective rubber suit in time, exposing him and many in his unit to the full effect of the pink gas. The crush of humanity in the barracks became too much to bear. Thus begins story of the 4069th MASH.
Mike: (Yes! Alan Alda and gay porn in the same thought!)
Ernie: [slow clap]
Mike: Although instead of following Hawkeye, the movie should follow BJ Honeycut.
Mike: Right. Back to powerpoint.

I think I saw a foreign film with this very story line, only it was nazi germany.

w. t. f.

BJ honeycutt? i am SO in — hop in that time machine and make that movie now, please.

Just not right.

Not so many levels.

What’s fascinating to me is the suggestion that it would even be possible to create such a chemical. Was this just dreamed up in some boardroom full of idiots, or did they actually find a hormone that would do the trick (as opposed to just make people horny)? And if they made some progress, how can we get hold of some? Better than roofies and Spanish Fly combined!

Oh, come on! This is SO easy!

Life @ the 4069th revolves around the antics of: Hothips Houlihan, the male nurse bottom everyone wants to bend over the nearest gurney; BJ Uncut, the funny man with a natural turtleneck; Col. Henry Flake, the C.O. everyone thinks is oblivious to all the unauthorized goings on– except; Fr. Francis Mulqueenly the effete priest who is compelled to keep the secret, and, who is overly fond of; Gaydar O’Reily, the farmboy who’s virginity nobody is willing to take– until it is discovered he has a big surprise in his fatigues; Frank Wurms the self-loathing homophobe with a deep, dark, secret love of buttplugs, who’s the tattletale everyone must out MANuver, and the ring leader of them all, Browneye Piercer, the sexiest top in camp.

WOW. I mean.. WOW.

I need to check the calendar, cause this has got to be an April Fools joke, eh? To be honest, I always had a crush on Crnl Blake and Frank Burns.

But really, I dropped the gay bomb on my family a while back, they didn’t really care.

The pink gas…I’m not sure whether to get a hard on or hold my nose!

Yeah, this story first surfaced a while ago. Honestly, if the Pentagon worked out the chemistry, I’d like to get some and let it loose at a local college.

I dunno, I think the Nude Bomb would be just as effective.

You called it: http://blog.wired.com/defense/2007/06/gay-bomb-the–1.html

unbelievable! i don’t know whether to laugh my ass off or totally cry and shake my fist in anger. it’s so ridiculous that i choose to laugh.

idiots!

Make love, not war … right?

If such a bomb worked, and we used it on bushy’s favorite terrorist targets, wouldn’t they want to kill themselves for becoming infidels?