Not For The Squeamish

I finally went to the Mutter Museum while I was in Philly. Yeah, morbid: Friday morning we went to a funeral, and Friday afternoon we took a trip to the museum of medical history, to look at preserved fetuses of spina bifida victims and skulls showing the ravages of syphilis. What a town.

For something equally squick inducing but totally unrelated watch this horrible motorcycle crash. The bit where the guy’s leg flops around at a hundred miles an hour is really intense:

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  1. Poop, I’ve only made it to the Armed Forces Institute of Pathology museum in DC, never to the Mutter. I’m extremely jealous.

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