With a name like "Crank," the opportunity for cringe-worthy puns seems nearly endless. But I believe that newbie model Ben Crank is too beautiful to be assailed with silly jokes about his name. Instead, I should be writing odes to his clavicle, sonnets to his lips, ballads about his eyes.
OK, I will admit it. I was originally going to call this blog entry, "Yank My Crank," but I chickened out.