FReepers tell me what the fuck did I just read?
I NEVER get nauseous.
I just did for a few seconds.
Sounds like the idea for a bad 80s horror movie.
SMH
Sounds like a DNC after party...
You read the hidden downfall of modern Western Civilization, if even half of this is true. This shit reads like the drunken fantasies out of Josef Mengele’s lab diary. They make bad B sci-fi movies out of this. But since the perpetrator(s) of these abominations technically aren’t charged with murder, they, at the very least, need to be put in a max security mental wing somewhere and given nothing sharper than crayons until they decompose from existence. They can sit straitjacketed in their padded cells and chew on their toenails for entertainment.
It sounds like cartel activity. They worship death, so I don’t think anything is beneath them.
Gosnell & PP are exponentially more depraved than this freak show.
$375 for a knee is a pretty good deal.
Mine cost over ten thousand.
A report from out of the American Godless City Man, the devil’s pleasure palace.
So the FBI agent has PTSD eh? You shouldn’t get into a job where you’re going to see gore. Pardon the pun. I’m tired of people claiming PTSD for everything. Get tough or die.
Hey Larry, go out to the store room and bring me an arm.....
Horrifying. This reads like a chapter out of “Odd Thomas”.
ANY place selling human body parts needs supervision... take some of the money wasted on illegals and use it to protect the dignity of American citizens.
Actually this has been going on for a while.
All you people who are donors think that your parts are going to help some soul. And the occaional does,
But the bodies get sold to chop shops that cut them up and sell to labs and educiaon facilities.
So a plastic surgeon takes a workshop in a new eyelife technique? Goes to a workshop with 75 other plastic surgeons when they all sit in front of cadaver heads on stands and practice the new little money maker moves.
There was a book called City of God which followed a poor Indian rickshaw driver to his death and paying the mortgage of his life by having his bones boiled to make skeletons for med schools. India passed laws against that right after the book came out.
At least the rickshaw driver was paid.
“FReepers tell me what the fuck did I just read? “
I don’t know either Morgana. Just when I think I’ve seen the bottom of the barrel, the barrel gets deeper. At some point, we’re going to have to deal effectively with the demented people who do these things. Effectively to me is putting them up against the wall and double tapping them.
A fellow I dated in college died of cancer & donated his body to a medical school.
His body ended up sometime later as part of an exhibition, like this one:
http://www.premierexhibitions.com/exhibitions/4/4/bodies-exhibition/gallery-bodies-exhibition
I went, out of morbid fascination, not knowing he was part of it. Nearly fainted when I saw his clearly recognizable, intact head.
His torso & thighs had skin peeled to reveal muscles, etc.
I believe I had an “out of body” experience myself for a moment.