Tuesday, January 27, 2009 at 8:04 a.m.
Well, hello. This is odd. I wish this
had been around when I was in school. In my Biology lower division lab class, my lab partner Andrea and I had to dissect a rat. The teaching assistant brought in rose-scented incense to neutralize the smell of formaldehyde. But it didn't exactly work. We just ended up with rose-scented rat. Both Andrea and I had the flu, and we were nauseous as hell. Before you start dissecting, you have to tie the rat down--sort of like putting it in bondage--and to break the psychological tension, I made the rat dance like a marionette. Anyway, long story short, Andrea accidentally sliced open the rat's cecum
(i.e., the part of its intestine where the poop is, which the teaching assistant warns you most definitely