My GF is an anthropologist. At our undergrad, the anthro department would do a picnic that involved making stone tools then using them to butcher a freshly killed elk (like we're talking the thing was still alive when I woke up that day). One of the professors had two kids that loved to climb inside the chest cavity just because they could.
vlarkvaaran on December 27th, 2019 at 04:18 UTC »
Cats, man . . . always more interested in the box . . .
synesthesiac48 on December 27th, 2019 at 05:06 UTC »
I thought they smelled bad ... on the outside
a_leprechaun on December 27th, 2019 at 05:16 UTC »
My GF is an anthropologist. At our undergrad, the anthro department would do a picnic that involved making stone tools then using them to butcher a freshly killed elk (like we're talking the thing was still alive when I woke up that day). One of the professors had two kids that loved to climb inside the chest cavity just because they could.