The quiet one. Yep, that was me. The brother that rarely said anything and instead, stood back and observed. That is, until too much tequila and very little thought had me swinging my junk around in the middle of a crowded college party. Hell, I even wore tassels in areas tassels should never be placed. Let's just say, the hashtag #dicksaswinging will follow me around forever. You may have heard it a time or two already. In my defense, things like...