I’ve previously spoken from time to time in various ways about how I don’t like to kill anything. Not even bugs. Ashley will squash them, I move out of the way when she tells me too (and with that framing it probably isn’t too hard to figure out why I’m a plant-based eater). In the same train of thought, I have an admission to make. When the time came for autopsies in biology class, I had an arrangement with my female lab partner. She would do the autopsies, and I would document and present the findings. This worked for us quite well, btw. This is to say that in addition to not wanting to kill things, I’ve also never had an interest in examining dead things. I find both to be gross. Speaking of dead gross autopsies...I present to you the official
Democrat 2024 autopsy...