Hey you, get your damned hands off her!

I was talking to one of my closest friends last night and she was of the opinion that my blarg is entirely too wholesome when compared to the average wholesomeness of me.  A variation of the following conversation was had:

Only she didn't call me George, because my name clearly isn't George, and I don't believe she loves Back to the Future as much as I do (I probably would have called her George if the conversation had been reversed, even though her name isn't George, either, but I'm big on quoting BTTF, apparently). 

Anyway, I think you all can handle it. Especially if you've been following my filthy mouth on twitter.