"Pop my cork, big boy."
There's a story behind that line involving fellow authors D.H. Starr and Ally Blue. Doug, Ally, and I used to spend an annual weekend together in Asheville, NC, visiting Biltmore House, checking out the French Broad Chocolate Lounge, exploring in quaint shops, discovering amazing restaurants, and talking shop. Each year we kept a list of double entendres we accidentally said, and at the end we'd choose one that we all had to include in our latest work in progress.
Well, Ally and I arrived at the hotel first, and Doug's plane was late, so we decided to buy wine and snacks before he got there. We returned to our room with our purchases to discover:
We had no corkscrew.
Luckily, the front desk provided one, but it was plastic and neither me nor Ally could get the cork out of the bottle. There was a gym on our floor, so we took the wine there hoping to find someone with more muscles than we possessed to help us.
A young man was standing in the middle of the gym, eyes trained on the corner TV, and when Ally spoke he jumped. The words, "Would you pop my cork?" were uttered. He did. I'm laughing even now.
Soooo.... no matter what was said all weekend, nothing topped that phrase. We each included it in a book.
If you read or listen to Corruption, you have Doug and Ally to thank for that line.
We haven't been able to get together for a while, and I really miss those two.