“I know,” I assure him again. “I just meant that usually when you imagine a mega genius, you imagine all they read is obscure medieval texts or physics textbooks.” He waves his hand dismissively again, cookie crumbs flying everywhere. “I read all that shit when I was twelve. It’s boring; no one ever kisses. Now, someone getting dicked down hard? Definitely not boring.” I nearly choke on the bit of cookie I just bit off. Another thing you don’t typically imagine when you think of geniuses is the phrase dicked down hard.
