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Conjoined. And Purple.

For those of you who are squeamish or faint at heart, a word of warning: the following link contains graphic depictions of surgical procedures, images of internal parts and descriptive and highly complex medical terminology. I am requiring my students to study this daring surgery very carefully, as it brings to their attention many of the processes of biology we have discussed in class.

Our respects and gratitude go out to the daring surgeons who performed this risky intervention to separate five conjoined quintuplets here at Easter. All of them survived, except one who was inadvertently eaten.

Now: to the operating theatre:

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Comments

That's sweet!

I love it!! I can remember growing up with our Easter baskets- we always had peeps- however, no one really liked them, considering that they are ALL SUGAR, except my mother - she would eat all the peeps from the Easter baskets of her 6 children! Now my oldest son takes after his grandmother - he must have peeps at Easter and he is now 33 years old! I have peeps for him every year..........

You can see moreBunny Survival Tests here, too!

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