Acidman graciously referred to my site this morning (thus sending much more than my usual traffic my way) as he suggested it remain unheard of...He apparently didn't take kindly to my story of hefting around a dead woman.

In response I have to say *insert childish face with tongue sticking out*

I may or may not remain unheard of...and I will get my feelings hurt over poor traffic...but I'm still going to write about dead people... it was the coolest thing I think I've ever done.

Though the story may have made us sound like hooligans, we were as respectful of the dead as we could be and were grateful they had given us the opportunity to learn something so unique at such a young age. We made a lot of jokes and it definitely twisted our sense of humor but we did our best not to take it too far.

I am not a doctor today and I never applied to med school. Without that course, I never would have seen what my insides look like. And let me tell you...you're missing out if you don't know...

Oh, and I discovered something else from that course...I rock with probing tools...

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