This week we begin where last we left off, with Callie and George, immediately following his declaration that he slept with Izzy. I get it; it's the under-card, a little pre-fight action to wet our appetite for the real rumble to come. But nope, instead we get an "I forgive you" from Callie. She still thinks that those two crazy kids can work it out. Personally, I admire her rather libertine approach to the whole issue, but George is freaked! He can't believe that she forgave him and he absolutely has to run off and tell the other woman.

George sad...annoying sad, but still!

On a side note: George is Such a sad-sack this season. Has he done anything other than mope, so far? It's like he's the new Meredith. I'm half expecting a three-episode arc coming up where he tries to drown himself in a tub filled with Lance Bass posters. I realize that you're going through a lot Georgey, but show me a different emotion, will ya?

After Mer and Der use their time in the Elevator of Love to arrange their latest booty-call (a weekend long one in wine country), we get to the patients early this week. First up is the ever-popular douche-bag boyfriend who convinced his needy girlfriend to substitute Advil for food until she got down to the size zero he knew and loved. He's a keeper! Aren't these episodes rerun on Lifetime? The girls over there are going to Love this guy! If they had a daughter he could kidnap, while she's in the hospital, and flee to Saudi Arabia with, he could make it into the permanent rotation on that network.

Apparently Needy McNeeds-alot has been doing such a fine job not eating that her bones have begun just spontaneously breaking. The funny part comes when she asks if she can just have a couple of pills and go, even though her foot looks like they just transplanted it off of a Smurf corpse. I'm beginning to see how he was able to sell her on this idea. Home-girl is dim and fat. Yeah, a couple Bayer should clear that right up, Genius!

I hope Papa Smurf has a foot fetish.

When we finally find Dr. Stevens, she is giving her interns the all-important good penmanship lecture, complete with exaggerated earnestness. Remember people, "penmanship saves lives." She tells them that if she has to stop to decipher a poorly written note about one of their patients during an emergency, "your patient is dead, and you killed him...with your handwriting." Love it!
I tell you, the way they treat their interns is the saving grace of this season.

It is on like Donkey Kong!

Unfortunately for Izzy, crazy runabout George doesn't find her before Callie does. Come on people, what fun would that be? Callie throws down the gauntlet. "Cafeteria. Noon. You and me. Be there." Aw yeah! It is so on! The smart money is on Torres, you know that girl has been in a few brawls. George, meanwhile, cowers in the corner like a little girl. I can see why these two beautiful women would be fighting over him, honestly, I can...

I want my mommy

After the quick chic-fight interlude, we return to our regularly scheduled program, Douches on Parade. Der, Christina and Lexi are treating a kid who suffered a neck injury while playing high school football. The kid's dad is far more concerned that he be a man, rub some dirt on it and make the tackle next time, sissy-boy! Why in his day, he walked back and forth to school while paralyzed, and it was up-hill, both ways!

While the lady docs express disgust at the father's Neanderthal ways, Derek pervs All Over Lexi like a drooling fanboy talking to the one girl at ComicCon. I guess any Grey will do, in a pinch, huh Der?

Has your sister told you how dreamy I am, yet?

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