Together, they present the infamous packer penis, right there in the middle of the hallway. And then they toss it to me. It hits me right in the boobs, bounces off, and flies through the air to smack my dad in the face. “Charlotte Carson,” he says as the flaccid penis falls to the floor with a slap. “That’s a write-up.” “Wait, no!” I yell, but he’s already walking away while Spencer howls with laughter.
