Rob’s blog

I was running out of questions for Margold, and so, for old time’s sake, I asked to see his penis. He stood up, pulled down his trousers and boxer shorts, and out it came, like a pork sausage. Hanging several inches lower than the end of his penis were two of the biggest, dangliest balls I’d ever seen.

We stayed like that for a moment, me looking at his genitals in the darkened room. Then I said: ‘Okay, you can put them away now.’