Maher isn't referring to douchebags who either hate meat and spit in your breakfast, or those who will only eat bacon that's been cured by blind Scottish Highland shepherds. He's talking about the mixing of food and medicine, which is slighlty less revolting than getting boned in the ear by a cell phone, or your own Papa.
Don't worry, help is on the way. What do we want? Mild improvements! When do we want them? 2016!
We may not solve important problems anymore, but we'll be damned if we can't turn fudge into an edible foot rub.
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