I almost completely abandoned my fervent belief in atheism when it appeared ther must be a god because, in HIS glory, HE saw fit to have the USA girls wearing white bikinis perform their volleyball final victory for gold amid a massive rain storm rendering their wardrobe wet and periodically transparent.
Until, that is, immediately post-game when the taller of the two (a 6' 4" amazon) made a special point to give a shout out: "Oh, and I want to say Thank You Mr. President for the great job you are doing and all of the support you give."
My minor generic lust quite became the 180degrees of regurgitory disgust.
God isn't just dead. He is f