In Which Mary Robinette Kowal Reads My Sexy, Sexy Tweets

So yesterday evening I was feeling saucy and decided to invite all of Twitter in my Lair of Sexiness™. It went a little something like this:

Then, in conversation, I noted that Mary Robinette Kowal should read them in her Phone Sex Voice™, because that would be awesome. Well, guess what?

Truly, this is the best of all possible worlds.

26 thoughts on “In Which Mary Robinette Kowal Reads My Sexy, Sexy Tweets

  1. Well, no one wanted to say anything, so I was standing here at the gate and they kicked me in. So, um, hi. I was told to say, ‘What are you doing exactly?’ Okay, now I’ll ask my question. Wouldn’t sriracha sting like the dickens? What? I mean, in your eyes. Geez.

  2. OK, this has convinced me that it’s really time for me to go to sleep. I’m sure this won’t be as weird in the morning.

    Or maybe it will.

    Oh hugh57. Now someone has to write that! I’m tempted myself. “Once she was quite thoroughly bound in silken scarves, he employed the tiniest of cold glamours…her nipples stood up rather nicely, he thought.” And so on.

  3. @hugh57: No, I believe you’re thinking of The Dimly Lit War of the High Thread Counts, Book One: The Late Night City: Prologue, which was still way batter than Fifty Shades of Cliché.

    @Xopher: Yup, off to the relative normalcy of Dreamtime…

  4. The only way in which this could possibly be better is if Mary had read the sexy sexy Tweets in Puppet Voice, b/c that shit? Is hilarious.

    We lost it at her rendition of (porn music).

    hugh57: That is a book I would buy.

  5. Yep, I might as well go back to bed, because the rest of Saturday, as Kaal said, will really just be pitiful after this. (Are you people supposed to be having that much fun? ‘Cause I’m a grownup too, and *I’m* sure not. I am questioning all my life choices.)

  6. Mayonnaise hot tub for the win! Illegal*, immoral, AND fattening! It’s a trifecta!

    *several food safety laws, at the very least

    And congrats to MRK for keeping a straight, if pouty-lipped, face throughout the reading.

  7. I’ve just had what I believe is the most embarrassing conversation of my entire marriage. Yes, my wife asked me to explain why I was laughing so hard.

  8. Was that Wren imitating Celeste, or, more likely, Celeste imitating Wren imitating Celeste? (Either way, my morning was “incrementally” better for it! :-D) [Go listen to Kowal and Ray Porter reading ‘The Incrementalists’, at Audible.com…]

  9. I had to rest my head on the desk after the porn music. This was made to share with everyone I know. Thank you so very much for this.

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