I went into a charming little independent book store with my daughters recently just to browse and think about how many books there are in the world and so little time to read them all.
There is a vibe in a good bookstore that is remarkably romantic and I just love to go in them and soak that up.
Lovely quirky woman behind the cash begins to talk to us.
Suddenly the chair rail behind and above her head,that housed many featured books, somehow threw the largest book off and it fell on her head.
This was a very heavy, glossy coffee table book.
It almost knocked her out.
It was called The BIG book of Penises.
