08-04-2021, 04:52 PM
Back in the day in art school, this guy who looked E X A C T L Y like Clif -- if Clif was an old sailor -- would come into our realism class and disrobe so we could draw him as a naked human, and the entire class would just gasp in disbelief every fucking time, because you could never get used to how absurdly long this man's cock was. He was the very definition of "well hung", because that shit hung WELL below his knees. This is all kind of OT, sorry, but just wanted to add that one day over lunch we all decided to put 95% of our effort into his cock, and 5% into the rest of him, so every student would have this ultra realistic cock dominating the center of the composition, with this faded cartoonish vague "person" attached to it. This action had a double intention, because the instructor was known for running her fingers over the "successful" portions of any given composition when it came time to hang the work on the wall and discuss it as a class, and in this case, we didn't leave her any choice as to which portion was successful. Unfortunately we never got to that glorious moment of having all of our work on the wall together, as she caught on quickly.
