erin elizabeth

Another story to go along with my last, my uncle, my mother's brother, was studying architecture at either OSU or Texas A&M. (he graduated from a&m after transferring from osu, I just don't remember where this story was from). Anywho, my uncle Alan was in this class and they had to design a chair. Well he turned in a sketch and the teacher said it wasn't good enough. So he did another one, still wasn't good enough. Did another one, the teacher said nope, I still want you to do better. Finally Alan was like, now wait a minute. A lot of these other chair designs are worse than mine, why are you being so hard on me? "Because I know you can do better". So then after I don't know how many more sketches, my uncle turned in a penis chair. My grandma describes it as a shaft with balls that you could sit in. Let your imagination take you to where his was in the 70's. So anyway he made this penis chair that he was pretty proud of, and even my grandma, who's a seven days a week church goer, said it was pretty sweet! He worked really hard on it up until it was due. He put it in the bed of his truck real late at night so he could take it into school without anyone watching him carry it in. Can you imagine the honks he must have gotten? Driving a huge wang and all. Well in reference to time, I'm not sure how far into class he got before people got upset. The teacher liked it, but some people didn't. In fact a lot of people found it to be very offensive. These people who said it provoked sinful ideas, burned it. Now isn't that a little ironic? They were from the church, said it wasn't right to make such a profound object, then stole the chair and burned it. ....soo what, what they did wasn't wrong? Anyway, I guess the story ended up being a little sad because I would have wanted to see what this chair looked like. But it's still kind of cool that he made a chair look like a dick.