Need more excitement

"Well," Jeremy says, "it wasn't bad."

Uh-oh. 'Not bad' is another way of saying 'Bad'.

"What did I do?"

"Nothing. That's the problem. You got this idea listening to those late-night preachers, right?"

"Yeah."

"Did they just sit on the couch and talk intelligently about their ideas?"

"No, of course not. They're preachers. They jump around. They shout. They pray. They have choirs that sing."

"And they have hot babes, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"So, if you want to bring in the bucks, you need those things."

"You do remember that I am broke, couch-sitting at a friend's house, and my hot girl just dumped me, right?"

"Yeah. Maybe we can do some virtual reality." {if registered > 1}You know, like that fake background you put together except a video with babes and boobs."

"Sounds worth considering. Now, if you don't mind, I'm completely exhausted. I haven't been that nervous since... well, since I asked Amber out on our first date."

"She asked you, moron."

"Yeah, that's how nervous I was."

Jeremy laughs and heads for bed.