female caller #1:
[phoning in, on speakerphone]
He tries to kiss me, but I slap his face away. I tug hard on his leash, and I lead him into the kitchen, lock the door behind us so he can't get out!
Marc Demetrius:
Uh-huh. I see.
female caller #1:
[as Marc paces while listening]
He bites my underwear.
[with much laughter in her voice:]
female caller #1:
He starts tugging at it.
[chuckles]
female caller #1:
I grab his ears and say "Slowly, Hans, slowly!" Hello? Are you there?
Marc Demetrius:
Sure, I'm just, uh... enthralled. Go on.
[from across office, colleagues snicker]
female caller #1:
Then I smear pancake butter on my breasts, on my... you know, between my legs. Hans watches me and licks his lips.
Marc Demetrius:
I'm sorry, remind me, Hans is who?
female caller #1:
My German Shepherd.
Marc Demetrius:
Right. Okay. Go on.
female caller #1:
Okay, he licks at the batter. Now I, you know...
Marc Demetrius:
[as his grinning editor comes walking in]
You orgasm. Yeah, sure.
female caller #1:
And that's basically it.
Marc Demetrius:
Well, that's plenty. Now, if you don't mind, would you please state your name, age and occupation for me.
female caller #1:
Forty-seven... a kindergarten teacher.
Marc Demetrius:
You know something, I had a hunch.
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