It's hilarious to watch the mental gymnastics they're having to employ in order to feign "outrage" at the idea. Let's imagine that you spent the last 10 years telling us all how much you love dicks. Tv, stories, blogs - all about how much you love dicks, you can't get enough of dicks, and everyone should want more dicks.  For 10 FUCKING YEARS.  EVERY DAY. So then I call you up one day and say "hey I have something for you.  Not just a bag of dicks, or even two bags of dicks.  But truckloads upon truckloads of dicks.  Again, your favorite thing.  And they're all yours.  They'll be delivered next week. Then you get mad at me. I'd be confused as fuck. Just like I am right now.