If the Catholic League's perpetually-apoplectic Bill Donohue was outraged by Six-foot Chocolate Jesus, this should give him an aneurysm:
Virgin Mary urinals!?
That's the problem with being perpetually outraged at every little fucking thing. When something comes along that may actually be worthy of a little outrage (even from my atheist point of view, virgin mary urinals are just a wee bit over the top), there's no way to express oneself short of having a heart attack. Know what I mean, Bill? Bill? Bill!!?! Quick, the defibrillator... CLEAR!
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