Interesting realization: The more "sins" I commit in a given day, the happier I seem to be. I did at least three things before 8:00 this morning that, by all rights, should condemn me to eternal hellfire and torment. And yet the smile, it leaveth not my face.
Even if the Xtians are right about all that crap, you can bet they're still envious.
Envy is a sin, bitches.