Leave the cannoli.

So there I was. On the couch with my girlfriend, about to watch The Godfather. She'd never seen it, so I was obliged to initiate her. Okay, we're at Connie's wedding, and she starts making out with me. Hey, honey, let's save it for later--this is The Godfather. She pouts a bit. Back to the movie. Then, about the time Tom Hagen's poking his nose around Hollywood, she starts trying to give me a blow job. Whoa! That's real sweet of you, sugar, but this ain't exactly Cabin Boy we're watching here. She doesn't get it. I had to break up with her. Movie or hot chick? We're not kidding.