If I got a transplanted liver I'd want a good one: big, meaty, delicious with fried onions & able to handle a bellyful of wood alcohol like it were ginger ale. My new liver would be powerfully resilient; the kind of liver that don't take NO for an answer; a liver that kicks ***; a liver two times better than the liver Evel Knievel got & one a million times more ******-resistant than the liver they crammed into MacKenzie Phillips-daughter-*******-pervert John Phillips!

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“The point of presumption is that human beings constructed as human beings are constructed could so interact with God as to be persuaded by the countenance of the deity when they were left unpersuaded by the evidence of his handiwork. That's a remarkable presumption. Much more reasonable it seems to me is those who cannot see the handiwork will not be able to see the countenance either. There's a limitation, a kind of aspect blindness at work. Not everyone appreciates Mozart. That's just a fact.” — Dr. David Berlinski