on the rag? What kind of intelligent design is that? Didn't God maybe figure that around this time of month is sort of when you are going to really need that beer followed by that other beer followed by that glass of pinot noir? Especially if you just wept your retinas out at Sicko and you have to regain your um will to live so you can liveblog Paris Hilton's Larry King Live appearance? Is there no God, is that what we just learned from all this? Cause we kind of need to hang on to that sense that we're allowed to make fun of Christians.