Happy Friday! Apparently in Nicholson Baker's new novel, there is a male character who refers to his junk as his "Malcolm Gladwell."
The New York Observer ferreted this one out although curiously they couldn't get Gladwell to comment on this piece of trivia.
Being in possession of this knowledge I will now go blush myself to death.
5 days ago
4 comments:
Are you shitting me with this post title?!?!
Too far?
Is it ever too much?
Hard to say.
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