If ever my rightful place on the Throne of Geekdom were to be challenged, I would merely direct the partisan to a recent exchange between myself and my enduring and beguiling wife, presented here verbatim:
Me: "Babe, if you are going downstairs can you grab my glass of water, I'm thirsty?"
Wife: "Where is it?"
Me: "Next to my phaser."
Next to my phaser.
I would wager 500 quatloos that your claim to the throne is unquestionable.
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