Sitting in forensics I just remembered: Last week my professor brought an exhibit to class. It was a clear glass jar about 1/3 full with about 6-8 oz. of brownish liquid that was thicker than water but still very liquid. He shook it around and told us it was a piece of evidence used in a case in 1975. He kept lifting it up and swilling it around, shaking it, setting it down on the hard table, talking about it, lifting it up again, swilling it around. Then he told us what the liquid was; it was “stomach contents.” From 1975.
Just thinking about it makes me want to gag.
Aren't you glad I shared?
Posted February 9, 2006 04:27 PM | 3L
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I was eating lunch when I read it :(
Posted by: Gary LaPointe at February 10, 2006 01:58 PM
What I want to know is how we got it - is it sitting at home on his mantle?
Posted by: Lyco at February 12, 2006 01:31 PM
Once my Biopsych prof brough a brain to class. It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't kept tossing it up and down like a football as he talked so it sloshed up against the glass in the formaldehyde. All I could think about was the spaghetti I had just eaten and whether or not I could make it out of the classroom before I puked.
Posted by: Cella at February 12, 2006 02:34 PM
Posted by: The BLS at February 13, 2006 11:53 AM