You know, the husband, John Bobbit, he formed a band after that whole thing. The Severed Parts," I tell him. "I'm pretty sure he did a lot of porn, too."
Jake just lies there, staring at me. The teasing in his eyes has been replaced with a serious, assessing look.
"What?" I say. God, boys are weird.
"How did you know that?" he asks. He actually sounds impressed.
"It's called the internet. You might try living in the twenty-first century sometime," I mumble.

Author: Hannah Harrington

You know, the husband, John Bobbit, he formed a band after that whole thing. The Severed Parts," I tell him. "I'm pretty sure he did a lot of porn, too."<br />Jake just lies there, staring at me. The teasing in his eyes has been replaced with a serious, assessing look.<br />"What?" I say. God, boys are weird.<br />"How did you know that?" he asks. He actually sounds impressed.<br />"It's called the internet. You might try living in the twenty-first century sometime," I mumble. - Hannah Harrington

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