Email This Post HomeHumorZombie Breath: A Love Story Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 Humor, Women's Humor 30 Comments For this story it is important to know my husband Mike: Owns about 40 different personal hygiene products that produce 40 different pleasant smells. Is a hypochondriac convinced he’s dying at least once a day. Hates it when I call him “dude.” All of which added up to a VERY enjoyable day for me when he suffered a hideous case of bad breath. Zombie Breath: A Love Story A Reality Show One Act Play We open on a husband and wife working in their home office… the wife makes a face like she just smelled Ashton Kutcher’s acting career. Inside joke – he called me the “bees knees” to make fun of the fact I use archaic terms, like calling the refrigerator the “ice box.” When these AquaNotes* appeared in the shower he also remarked: “We’re together 24/7 and now we leave each other notes in the shower?” To which I replied: “YES!” me: Dude. You STINK. Mike: Did you just call me “dude?” me: No. Mike: I do not stink. What are you talking about? me: The whole room stinks. You’ve made the whole room stink. Mike: I do not stink. You stink. me: The dog just walked by and he was wearing a little gas mask. It was sad and a little scary. Mike: Shut up. me: The house plants all just died. Mike: SHUT UP! How? Smell me. (leans toward me) me: *sniff* Not your arm… *sniff* Not your neck. Breathe on me. Mike: (breathes) me: Holy hell. You STINK. You’re rotting from the inside. MIKE, THE SMELL CAME FROM INSIDE YOUR BELLY! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE! Mike: That made no sense. me: Like the horror movies where the call comes from inside the house— Mike: I know what you MEANT. It’s just stupid. me: Maybe you’re a zombie, purifying from the inside. Has anyone sketchy bitten you lately? Mike: You’re SUCH a nerd. *sigh* What does it smell like? me: Like garlic and gin… with a touch of death. Mike: I don’t even drink gin! me: Apparently, when zombies drink red wine, it turns into gin. Google it. Mike: … … I’m dying. I knew it. me: You’re not dying. Possibly already dead, but not dying. What have you been eating? Mike: Shit. You know what? Last night I made a salad dressing and dumped a bunch of garlic powder— me: (covering nose) Could you make this story a little shorter? Mike: What? me: Or turn your head while you’re telling it? Can I spritz a little of my Prada “Candy” in your mouth? Mike: What the hell! We can’t go out for lunch if I STINK that bad! me: We can sit outside in the breeze. People will be like *sniff sniff* WHAT IS THAT SMELL?? but by the time they start to zero in on you, the breeze will confuse them and they’ll think a sea gull just dropped a dead crab nearby. Mike: This SUCKS. me: The fact you’re a zombie, purifying from the inside? Or the fact that now I have to chop of your head to kill you? Because my original plan had always been slow-acting poison, which would be less messy, but that doesn’t work on zombies. Mike: THE FACT THAT I STINK. I’m going to brush my teeth again. Hold on. (he leaves, I hear gargling, he returns) Mike: How about now? (breathes on me) What’s it smell like? me: Mint… and death. Minty Death. Mike: This is horrible. me: What did the gold miner say when he found the gold? Mike: * me: U REEK AH! Aaaaaaand SCENE. * Special thanks to AquaNotes (waterproof notepaper that suction cups to the wall in the shower) which I found on Twitter (@ShowerThinker) and immediate had to order. I am very much a “shower thinker” – a phrase they use in their marketing. Bonus – you can trade notes with your mate, whom I imagine also showers (assuming you’re not a couple of dirty hippies). This is not a paid endorsement for AquaNotes or The League for Washing Dirty Hippies (LWDH). Author Recent Posts Amy VansantAmy Vansant is a USA Today and Wall Street Journal Best-Selling author specializing in fun, funny fiction --- even the murder mysteries. Latest posts by Amy Vansant (see all) Too Many Book Deals, Steals, Kindle Giveaways… - May 27, 2020 Name the Hurricane Winners, Win a Kindle + Books - May 19, 2020 Name the Hurricane, Women Sleuths 99c Sale & Giveaway - May 14, 2020 30 Responses Meredith September 15, 2012 “Has anyone sketchy bitten you lately?” hehehe love it, nothing like a good stinky hubby story to start my weekend :D. Remember to aim for the head if he starts wanting to eat brains instead of salad ;). 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 I’ve been practicing swinging at melons all day… 0 likes Reply Nicole September 15, 2012 ROFL… I love this. Geekface works on a rotating shift, so there are 8-day stretches where he doesn’t have to go to work. I come home one day, and his breath is kickin’ a little bit, but whatever. I’ve had lazy days where I didn’t brush my teeth, either. By day 3, I was like “What’s up, Mr. I Only Brush My Teeth On Workdays…” WTF is that? He’s always clean, he always smells good, he’s not a gross boy but he gets lazy with that? Maybe there’s a zombie virus going around… 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 That’s the weird thing – Mike is a PSYCHO about personal hygiene. But it’s awesome that it drives him nuts when this happens – I get SO much joy out of it… 0 likes Reply Amy B September 15, 2012 “with a touch of death”. It’s sad that I know the smell you speak of when you put it like that. Ugh. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 Yeah… there is just no other way to explain that delightful stench… 0 likes Reply Lance September 15, 2012 I don’t wear cologne or aftershave. Two reasons: 1) If i ever decide to be a disgusting, cheating scumbag, I don;t want to get caught that way 2) I don’t want my wife to write THIS blog about me. hilarious 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 Oh, I’m sure you give her plenty of other material…. 🙂 0 likes Reply Natalie the Singingfool September 15, 2012 So zombies are like Jesus? Turning wine into gin? 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 Yep – they never show you that in the zombie movies. Closely guarded secret… but that’s why they always walk like they’re drunk. 0 likes Reply Muscato September 15, 2012 I’m not sure I’ve ever shared this before, but one thing I find infinitely endearing about Mr. Muscato is that when he’s sleeping and gets a little too warm, for reasons unknown he smells pretty much exactly like really good movie theatre popcorn. That’s about as close as he gets to true stinkiness, thank heaven. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 Popcorn-scented husband? What a lucky girl! 0 likes Reply Muscato September 15, 2012 Lucky boy, but still too, too true. And he bakes. 0 likes Tracy September 15, 2012 What’s wrong with “Dude?” I call EVERYONE Dude: my husband, my mother, my boss, friends (well, if I had friends anyway…), random passers-by, my dog, everyone. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 15, 2012 I did too! I was an editor for SURFER Magazine for cryingoutloud, I TOTALLY had to retrain myself. It was actually a job requirement at one point. 0 likes Reply Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd September 15, 2012 There’s an idea – Death Mints. It can be for you to eat right after you get bitten so that your breath can be as fresh as possible as long as possible after you turn. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 16, 2012 Or maybe they give you death breath for dates that just aren’t going very well… 0 likes Reply Tim September 15, 2012 I loved the zombie blog, and I enjoy your tweets. My gf calls me dude once in a while, usually when she is irritated by something that I have done. I usually reply by asking “Are we going to go HANG TEN, DUDE?” or “Oh, is it time for our trip to the DUDE RANCH already?” or “Who do I look like, the Big Lebowski?” Yeah, it usually makes things worse, but life is about the peaks and valleys. @yourownrisc 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 16, 2012 Thanks! Dude is such a multifaceted word. Annoyance: DUDE! disappointment: Duuuuude. etc. I really have to work on getting it back… 0 likes Reply Vesta Vayne September 16, 2012 Dude, are we related? My husband had a tandoori-something-or-other for dinner last night, followed by a couple of cocktails. Needless to say, homeboy stunk like zombie death this morning too. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 16, 2012 Terrible isn’t it? It has to be booze/garlic combo. IT LASTED FOR FOUR DAYS! 0 likes Reply Casi September 16, 2012 I just sat in my home…alone…laughing so loud I scared the dog. You have made my Sunday! 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 16, 2012 Thanks! Love the title of your blog post… on my way there now! 0 likes Reply kath galasso September 16, 2012 I so loved this. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 18, 2012 Why, thank you! 0 likes Reply Sarah September 17, 2012 I loved everything about this, but especially the line about the smell coming from inside his belly. Mike reminds me of my husband, who is the cleanest person I know. I have only smelled B.O. on him 2.5 times in 10 years, and I constantly bring it up. Your blog is my new favorite. 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 18, 2012 Thanks! Yeah, mike is ANNOYINGLY neat. I mean, I prefer that to filthy, but just once I’D like to get to use the bathroom mirror. 0 likes Reply Pish Posh September 18, 2012 I am so glad I found this tonight! Annnnnddd…. I gotta get me some aqua notes. I can’t wait to torture the bf. We’ve already been doing it, but aquanotes will give us that certain je ne sais quoi that writing on the steamed up mirror did not… 0 likes Reply Amy Vansant September 18, 2012 Worse part about the aqua notes is I already had that idea years ago, except it came out like this “they should make something you can write on in the shower like a wipeoff board, only waterproof” and then I went back to drinking. These people actually did it. 0 likes Reply information about bad breath February 1, 2013 I do agree with all the ideas you have introduced to your post. They’re very convincing and will definitely work. Still, the posts are too quick for beginners. May just you please lengthen them a little from subsequent time? Thank you for the post. 0 likes Reply Leave a Reply to Amy Vansant Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Add me to Amy Vansant's Humor Newsletter!