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Wednesday, August 2nd, 2017

Willem Dafoe’s BIG DICK

Monday, March 6th, 2017

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… so big it actually confused everybody on the set of Antichrist.

From a 2009 interview with director Lars von Trier:

Willem Dafoe — and I think you’ve mentioned this before — plays probably the worst therapist in the history of movies.

First of all, I have been undergoing this cognitive therapy for three years, and I tend to get sarcastic about it. One of the main ideas behind the treatment is that a fear is a thought, and a thought doesn’t change reality. But you can say in the film that it’s changed reality. As for Dafoe, I wouldn’t let him treat her in any other way than with his dick; he has an enormous dick. We had to take those scenes out of the film. We had a stand-in for him because we had to take the scenes out with his own dick.

You had a stand-in dick for Dafoe?

We had to, because Will’s was too big.

Too big to fit on the screen?
No, too big because everybody got very confused when they saw it.
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So we already knew he’s a skinny guy. And the article makes it clear he’s a short guy.

All I’m saying is … can you imagine him standing before you — skinny & short — with that colossal schlong? Whoa mama!

xo Angela

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Saturday, January 14th, 2017

I need one of these in my foyer …

Wednesday, September 28th, 2016

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Meanwhile, in the Land of Oz

Thursday, August 25th, 2016

As they passed the rows of houses they saw through the open doors that men were sweeping and dusting and washing dishes, while the women sat around in groups, gossiping and laughing.

“What has happened?” the Scarecrow asked a sad-looking man with a bushy beard, who wore an apron and was wheeling a baby carriage along the sidewalk.

“Why, we’ve had a revolution, your Majesty – as you ought to know very well,” replied the man; “and since you went away the women have been running things to suit themselves. I’m glad you have decided to come back and restore order, for doing housework and minding the children is wearing out the strength of every man in the Emerald City.”

“Hm!” said the Scarecrow, thoughtfully. “If it is such hard work as you say, how did the women manage it so easily?”

“I really do not know,” replied the man, with a deep sigh. “Perhaps the women are made of cast-iron.”

(from The Marvelous Land of Oz by L. Frank Baum)