tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9111892212177038047.post1879641881433084033..comments2023-05-07T00:29:15.333-07:00Comments on Dolls, Books, and Things That Matter: Dissection of a worm.Abbey Stellingwerffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10426609355118356332noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9111892212177038047.post-80280163436464049372013-03-07T18:04:18.218-08:002013-03-07T18:04:18.218-08:00I....ewww. That is all, Abbey. I remember having t...I....ewww. That is all, Abbey. I remember having to dissect a worm (and a frog) in seventh grade. That was a dark day in Jess History. *shudders* The stench will be with me always.<br />I also hope you don't mind that my faint-hearted self skipped over the pictures of your poor worm. I prefer my dead things to have their innards inside them, thank you very much xDJessica Hammondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12485490204364670180noreply@blogger.com