A vampire walks into a bar. The bartender asks if he’d like some blood. “Just hot water, please,” the vampire responds. The bartender raise an eyebrow, but goes to get the hot water. When he places the mug in front of the vampire, he says, “I thought you were a vampire. Why order hot water?” The vampire pulls a tampon out of his bag and says, “I’m having tea.”
You’re welcome.
Which means those of us without a bunch of loopholes to exploit have to pick up the slack.