so I will allow it.

That last panel cracks me up.

That guy could be young doofus me.

Except I was entirely uncovered.

Her drawing of me was shown in the college administration building. I had stopped by to look at it when a middle age woman walked up beside me, looked at the drawing, looked at me, and said, "Oh! That's You!"

I'm sure I turned bright red. I wanted to run away. I was still a shy skinny kid who'd gone insanely outside of my comfort zone to impress the artist, and it turned out all she really wanted to do was draw me.

Everybody sez so.
"Dang! That trof!
What a manly man!"

See?