The True Meaning of Christmas

My head hurts. Other parts, too.

I need a vacation. I'm thinking Petersburg, Kentucky. Anyone care to join me?

Or maybe I just need some domestic discipline (H/T to Boing Boing, via Sysm).

"Besides, it's cheaper and that's what really sells me on it."

Okay, it's shit like this that really gets my panties in a bunch. Why am I so vocal about my atheism? Because all the theists keep waving their damn god in my face all the damn time. If they'd keep it to themselves, I'd shut the hell up, too. But they have to go pasting their god all over my currency, all over my pledge of allegiance, all over my courtroom oath, and all over Indiana's stupid bargain basement Christed-up license plates.

On the plus side, hooray for the ACLU!