Upstairs in bed, with my ex boy,
he’s in the place, but I can't get joy,
thinking on you in the final throws,
this is when my buzzer goes
- Amy Winehouse, You Know I’m No Good
How unsettling would that be, if she actually buzzed upon fruition? Like a mechanical door buzzer from a bygone era, buzzzzzzzzzzzzing along until the fingertip, numb from pressing the black spring loaded Bakelite button, relents?
Nothing says sexy quite like the prospect of hopping into bed with a female variation of the Operation game patient, one that buzzes to indicate success rather than failure.
Actually, an Operation-type setup could prove useful for some, if not many, as a training tool: if a buzzer sounded when moving away from the target, she wouldn’t have to utilize the tried and true method of calling out, “You’re getting warmer! You’re getting warmer! Awww, now you’re getting colder...”
And maybe she then she wouldn't have to rely on Specialist cards, for do-overs.
Respectfully, I remain