Yes. That day has arrived. The one that we'd hoped would never come.
*horror movie scream*
The day we cut open infant swine!
*dramatic music*
Sure, the Honors class got to watch Finding Nemo and March of the Penguins before we came to this, but still. The horror stories we heard from the regular classes were awful!
Anyway, we go in, and there they are. Four little piggies in four little baggies. Our group consists of Jenni, Sarah Belk, Maeve, Claire, and Myself. Jenni and Sarah are all, "Yay! I'll wear the gloves!" And Claire and I are all, "AAAHHH!" Maeve was just kind of, "Eh."
The only thing that got me through that formaldehyde-soaked hell was Claire's idea to sing to ourselves and mutter one phrase continuously. "If it wasn't this, it would just be bacon. If it wasn't this, it would just be bacon. &c." The intestines and liver and stuff was interesting, but when they broke the ribs and went for the heart, I couldn't watch anymore. So I'm okay now. Don't worry. But come Thursday, you never know. For that is when they bring out......the same exact pigs they had out today!
--Scottie: Lying on the table with everything you said...
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Dissections. Great fun.
Remember the scalpel and forseps.
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