how big is it?
I should have known it would take less than 24 hours for someone to ask about my dick. A man named David, who describes himself as "one of your fag fans," e-mails me this all-too-obvious question:
"You have bragged about your 'beautiful cock.' So tell us, how big is the fucker?"
Correction, David: I've never called it beautiful, nor do I recall ever bragging about it. True, I was going to call my next book "My Lovely Cock," but only in reference to a then-girlfriend's description of it.
Everyone's nose grows until they die. I think I'm the only person whose dick gets bigger with age. Either my schvanzstücker is getting larger, or the young'uns' peters are shrinking. Almost all the broads who've encountered the Goad Dong since prison (dozens) have given it unsolicited compliments, with words such as "huge" and "big" featuring prominently, along with the aforementioned "lovely."
Today's picture is, to my knowledge, the only extant photo of my Manly Thing. It was taken circa 1998 and depicts me urinating in a state of limplitude, but it gives you a pretty good idea of what I'm packin'. Although it will render me unable to ever make fun of sex workers again, I might just whore myself and e-mail the uncensored version of this picture to those willing plunk down some semolians for it via PayPal. Tell me how much you'd pay to see Jim Goad Jr., and I just might show it to you.
