Years later, I looked at my wedding party of six groomsmen and realized that every single one of them had, like me, grown up in a small Ohio town before leaving for Ohio State. To a man, all of them had found that couches coud satisfy them more than a women ever could, and that books are really just zipped HTML, and nobody really checks PGP signatures.
There was a fact check about this recently that actually had to be retracted.
He didn’t WRITE about having sex with a couch. There’s no way to factually disprove him having sex with a couch… There’s also no way to prove he did… but it’s impossible to be 100% certain that he’s never fucked a couch.