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Let's Panic: The Book!

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How to Endure and Possibly Triumph Over the Adorable Tyrant
who Will Ruin Your Body, Destroy Your Life, Liquefy Your Brain,
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Thursday
Dec132007

Things are really heating up, over here.

"We have to hurry, my husband will be home any minute."

"You're hilarious."

"I'm just trying to spice things up. Isn't that what married couples are supposed to do?"

"Oh, geez."

"Why, it's the PSE&G guy! Are you here to read the gas meter?"

"(Sigh.) Yes, uh, you sure did use a lot of energy this month."

"Well, I do like things hot. But I can't pay my bill! Whatever will I do?"

"I could, heh, put you on an extended payment plan."

"Ooh, I like that idea. Ooh. How far can it extend?"

"And you know, you can get a rebate on our Energy Saver hot-water heater."

"Oh, yeah, baby."

"Save you a bundle."

"Okay, I'm done."

Reader Comments (28)

Like any other hot-blooded male, I certainly enjoy well-scripted smut with my morning coffee, but it really could've used a soundtrack. And maybe a pizza delivery guy.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterYou can call me, 'Sir'
Like any other hot-blooded male, I certainly enjoy well-scripted smut with my morning coffee, but it really could've used a soundtrack. And maybe a pizza delivery guy.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterYou can call me, 'Sir'
Like any other hot-blooded male, I certainly enjoy well-scripted smut with my morning coffee, but it really could've used a soundtrack. And maybe a pizza delivery guy.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterYou can call me, 'Sir'
Sounds like the dirty talk at my house.

(Aside - my fiance put one thing on our registry - a kill-a-wat energy meter. Nothing like romance!)
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commentersparkles anon!
All I have to say is...dirrrrty! And hilarious!
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterLori
That's hot.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterrye
That's hot.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterrye
Chicky boom, chicky boom...

The beauty, the poetry of the double entendre, is that even the most innocuous word has a way of becoming filthy.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterdianne
much better than my husband's attempts, which usually involve either star trek, heavy metal lyrics, or golf. i've started to 'phone it in'. *sigh*
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterholly
That was hot and heavy. I almost expected your cat to get into the picture.

I myself have entendre-laden conversations with the cable guy. He's COMCASTic!
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterThe Mom Bomb
Ah! Sorry about the double comment ... slow-loading internet, bah!
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterrye
I'd comment, but I can't stop shaking with laughter. Priceless!
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterTX Poppet
So how much did he save you?
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterCandy
that's some kinda sexy. i am heating up myself. oh wait, someone turned the furnace up...
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterhonestyrain
Boom Chicka-bow-wow, boom chicka bow...



December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterdaysgoby
I'm an avid lurker--also a writer and mother to a three-year-old girl. We've been trying for another baby for a year now. (Why is it that being 36, going on 37, suddenly makes me feel SO damn old and panicky?!) Your experience pretty much sums up my own "close encounters" these days. Let's hear it for "meter-reader love." LOL!
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterLeah
My husband would have gone into theories of boiler efficiency. Oh, wait. I'm the wet blanket.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterManic Mommy
You're in a better place than us right now. Earlier this week I consented to "promise you'll leave me alone afterwards, and make it quick" sex.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterJulie
LOL! Thanks for the laugh.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterAisha
Yeah, it's always good to insert a little realism there. Those authentic details regarding utility company rebates, etc. I'm always like "Oh, honey, you know that's not tax deductible! You've totally ruined the mood now!"
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenterozma
That got me hot. Thanks.
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterHeyJoe
...

I key utility bills for a living. PSE&G is one of my big customers.

I'll never think of them the same way again.

xoxoanonymousey
December 13, 2007 | Unregistered Commenteranonymousey
Reminds me of that scene in the Big Lebowski: (switching off a p&rn film) "You can imagine where it goes from here." "Uh...he fixes the cable?" "Don't be fatuous, Jeffrey."
December 14, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterRobin
It never fails that my husband's turn on line is, "So, your husband's on vacation?"
December 14, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterErika
I wonder if that ever happens to actual energy workers. I have had a cable man or two that have made me want to go all p**rn star.
December 14, 2007 | Unregistered CommenterStrizz

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