Mary
Toft lied about giving birth to animal parts. She claimed that a rabbit startled her, and after that incident she started giving birth to rabbit parts. She was examined by many doctors that claimed that she wasn't lying. Their careers were over when it was found out that she was just shoving rabbit parts in her vagina. My question is how did she keep animal parts in her vagina for so long? Wouldn't the meat rot or slide out? The only thing I can say is never lend Mary
Toft your luck rabbit foot for anything. It'll come back smelling like
pussy willows.
Bodil Joensen made her living on a farm and she also ran an animal marriage service. When it became harder to afford for the animal's needs she became a porn star. She was famous for her specialty, which was
bestiality. She was always fond of fucking animals apparently. She was sexually
assaulted and abused as a child and claimed animals were the only creatures that understood her. She died young from Cirrhosis after years of alcoholism.
As a young girl
Too bad you can't get with her unless your a different species.
Working on her farm. I hope she didn't screw those cats, because then she'd be a pedophile too.
She kept a picture of her first lover in a locket her whole life. It was a picture of her first dog, Lassie, whom she was in love with.
Aleister Crowley. Famous magician, occultist, mystic, satanist? He was your standard crazy.
The
Collyer brothers were hoarders. They hoarded their fathers old x-ray machines, news papers, a horse's jaw bone, a piano, books, outdated phone books, folding beds, folding chairs, boxes, parts of a wine press, part of a sewing machine, a rake, a frame of a baby carriage, umbrellas, and anything they could get their hands on. They hardly ever went out and were famous for their reclusive behavior. They occupied some of their time making booby traps with their junk, so if someone broke into their house, they would be crushed by falling crap. Unfortunately, Langley
Collyer fell victim to one of these traps on accident. While Langley was going through a junk tunnel to give his brother, Homer, food and water, he accidentally wandered into one of the booby traps. It fell on him and crushed him. He was found with newspapers and suitcases on him. He was decaying and being eaten by rats. His body was found well after Homer's body was found. They had so much stuff in the apartment they lived in that it was nearly impossible to find the bodies, even though they were close together. Homer died because he was blind and had rheumatism, and he wasn't aware of his surroundings. He relied on Langley to take care of him. When Langley died, he was unable to care for himself and soon died of from a combination of dehydration, malnutrition, and cardiac arrest. Here are the pictures of the junk from their apartment.
Words can't do justice to what's going on.
That reminds me, I haven't seen Brazil in a long time.
That's too extreame of a close up.
Tee has been watching too much 'Walking Dead' with me.
Oh the horror, the humanity!
Fun with paper.
Post its can be used to make people think you are not sleeping during their Thanksgiving story.
Emil said that this reminds him of something out of a 'They Might Be Giants' video. Quick, text that to Scott. He loves 'They Might Be Giants'.
I'm cartoon dead.
I died and went to Cheap Thrills? Captain Nemo's?
So sad.
ERG!
This is probably Emil's favorite picture of himself.
...but this one's mine.
Emil, you're supposed to be working, not dying.
Aleister Crowley?
You better be careful, Jimmy Page is going to buy your house after you die.
Truely, the godfather of Satanism.
I'll let you in on a secret. Those aren't my real eyes.
Clearly.
I want my portrait painted like this.
My hair is almost perfect. I need MORE DYE!
I want it more blue black!
I am a rude girl. Your mother is ugly.
Is it just me or am I totally rocking the Marge Simpson look? Marge had a red necklace though.
...and if your friends can't dance then they're no friends of mine.
I'm not friends with myself then.
Someone got new tights. Hint: me. That wasn't really a hint.
My hair got fucked up by the fog! Now I look like a scene boy! GOD DAMN IT! CHOPPER FOUR CAN SEE THROUGH FOG!
I look like one of those baby dolls.
I obsess about my hair too much. I'm the Vince Noir of America. I'll admit that I don't know what's going on.
