Even while speaking with “the modesty of a Brontë novel,” Janeane Garofalo argues for coverage at Splitsider’s A Night at Whiplash. Just as you would have hoped, Garofalo’s mastery of pube euphemisms surpasses Cameron Diaz’s latest spouting about Venus fly-traps and seaweed and what have you. So now it must be her turn to write a best-selling book about lady bodies.