Today I learned that F. Scott Fitzgerald’s dick is Ernest Hemingway approved. Fitzgerald asked Hemingway to look at his penis to see if it was of average size because Fitzgerald’s wife Zelda said the size of his penis could, “never make any woman happy”. Hemingway wrote about the encounter in his memoir, A Moveable Feast. He looked at Fitzgerald’s dong and he told him, “You’re perfectly fine. You are O.K. There’s nothing wrong with you. You look at yourself from above and you look foreshortened”.
