At 8:30 last night, Sparky the Electric Spark walked into a dark, underground club. At the end of a long, subterranean tunnel he spotted Methane the Gas Leak. Their eyes locked, the clouds parted, birds sang and infants stopped crying. Their love burned hotter than the heat of a thousand suns.

Seriously. The explosion rocked downtown, blew manhole covers eight feet in the air, totaled one car and broke many windows. It also shut down the electricity to the office until 9:30 this morning.