Did I Read That Right?

UNIVERSAL REMOTE

The New Yorker is getting a little frisky. Or else my head truly lives in the gutter. From Anthony Lane's review of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest:

"...the lower half of (villain Davy) Jones’s face is composed of moist, writhing tentacles, so dexterous that they can play the keys of an organ. I don’t know if there is a Mrs. Jones, but if there is she must be a contented woman.

That is a cunnilingus joke isn't it?