Yeah, you know I just say god dam and jesus christ all the time. I suspect theres some part of my brain that still believes in god, regardless of the fact that my conscious mind totally rejects the notion that one exists. Its probably the part that makes Tourettes patients yell crazy things. Anyway whoever it is that lives at the back of my brain, still damns the coffee table to hell on a regular basis when I bump in to it with the fervor of a pentacostal minister