re: There is really only one way to win this debate -- quote Vogon Poetry!
Oh freddled gruntbuggly, thy nacturations are to me !
As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.
Groop I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes.
And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don’t !
Fripping lyshus wimbgunts, awhilst moongrovenly kormzibs.
Bleem miserable venchit ! Bleem forever mestinglish asunder frapt.
Gashee morphousite, thou expungiest quoopisk !
Gerond withoutitude form into formless bloit, why not then ? Moose.