Margret prodded Linda about the date she had last night. “So how was it?” She asked. “I heard he’s supposed to be really smart or something.”
“Well he’s an intellectual,” replied Linda. “First he took me out to a very fancy restaurant, and then we went to the opera. Afterward we went back to his place for coffee, and when we got there he started an intellectual conversation. That went on for about half an hour before he finally took out his penis.”
“His penis?” Margret chuckled over the formal nomenclature.
“Yes. Apparently all the intellectuals have them,” said Linda. “It’s like a dick only smaller.”