Lizzie: Ronnie broke up with me
Gordo: He's a loser
Lizzie: No, Gordo. I'm the loser, okay? He likes another girl. She's probably prettier than me and she's probably smarter than me and she's probably a lot more fun than I am.
Gordo: No, she's not.
Lizzie: How do you know?
Gordo: Because there's nobody prettier than you, or more fun to be with.
Me: I love you, Gordo
Me: Where's my Gordo?
Me: Every girl needs a Gordo.