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" I&amp;#039;ll never forget my college roommate&amp;#039;s cock. It was a Heisman Trophy candidate, a muscle long and thick. Not that I spent any real quality time with it \u2014 I remember it because, for the first time, my own felt small. Too small. I have no idea how many billions of dollars men have spent on penis-enlargement products and services. I don&amp;#039;t know if any of them work. The research I&amp;#039;ve read says that the vast majority of men have erections right around six inches long \u2014 and also that many, many men are displeased with their dick size. It&amp;#039;s not something men talk about among themselves, not in my experience, but it&amp;#039;s one way men \u2014 all men \u2014 measure each other and themselves. Some women measure men that way, too. My father never talked about it with me, and I didn&amp;#039;t have to raise the subject with my son; Procter &amp;amp;amp; Gamble beat me to it with a video shown at his school one day close to the end of fifth grade, when he was all of ten years old. I suppose it&amp;#039;s never too soon, from P&amp;amp;amp;G&amp;#039;s point of view, for a boy to start fretting about his manhood; after the video, he received the gift of a small stick of Old Spice. His female classmates, who watched a different film in another classroom, got Always Infinity Pads and Pantiliners. Smart marketing. I watched the video before he did, linked to it from an e-mail sent by his school. The boy actor asked his Uncle Pat \u2014 no dad, no explanation for his absence \u2014 about &amp;quot;being too small,&amp;quot; and Uncle Pat told him, &amp;quot;There&amp;#039;s no such thing as a normal size, and anyway, penis size has nothing to do with how manly you are.&amp;quot; One sentence, two bald-faced lies. My son laughed it off. So did his friends, and so did I. He&amp;#039;s finishing seventh grade now; penis size hasn&amp;#039;t come up again. I can&amp;#039;t recall the last time I saw his johnson, don&amp;#039;t know when I&amp;#039;ll see it next. I hope he&amp;#039;ll share any such concerns with me, of course. I hope any worries he has in that regard are mild. But more than all of that, I hope he grows himself a boa like my old roommate&amp;#039;s. Nothing mutant, mind you. Just enough to never have to think about it again. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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