Whatever contagion that my roommate has been carting around the house has found it’s way into me. I’m going to spite it by awarding myself a three day weekend and resting. So you all can talk among yourselves.
If I’m wrong, and there is a heaven to which I must go before getting to spend eternity with my friends in hell, I’m going to kick god square in the nuts for inventing disease. I was recently in a debate in Santa Cruz where I brought up the fact that god’s design kind of makes him look like a dick, and my opponent said that god didn’t create disease. So if stuff can exist that god didn’t create, what’s the need to have god create anything? If you’re going to give god the credit for puppies, you gotta give him the blame for sickness.
1. Made food that’s good for us taste bad and food that’s bad for us taste good.
2. Wisdom teeth.
3. Made us dependent on food, which results in a lot of children (many of which are Christian), starving to death slowly and painfully.
4. Had the power to stop Hitler, Torquemada, Ratzinger, Stalin, etc. Didn’t, despite all the praying. But fixed the cataracts of Sam’s mum. Occasionally helps some more-deserving American win the lottery.
5. Didn’t make pregnancy a conscious decision.
You guys go nuts with some more. See you tomorrow.