My boyfriend started subletting a place in Melbourne this week that he found on FairyFloss (IYKYK). It's a cool old heritage listed apartment from the 30's, they've decorated it in your classic Melbourne doofers style, lots of plants, lamps, framed prints by tattoo artists and quirky nick nacks including a collection of animal bones, one of which happens to be a real human skull (hence how I found your article, googling if it's legal to own a human skull)! Thanks for the read!
Oh, those rats! Thanks for taking a peek into that dark corner on our behalf.
My dad had a skull from his days as a dental student in the 1960s; it intrigued us as kids. And as for teeth, who knew there was a market! Could've made a mint from the extractions😱
A skull would spice up the local Buy Nothing group posts!
In my 80s high school science lessons, those skeletons suspended by a chain to the skull on a debauched IV trolley were truly freaky. Questions about the dreadful teeth that remained in little man’s jaw prompted our biology teacher to explain that apparently in the previous decades there was quite a business in India selling skeletons for educational and medical purposes. Difficulty being convincing current users of said skeletons, or more likely recently bereaved relatives, stepping off the karmic conveyor belt was worth the relative pittance of the transaction. Given many of my upper middle class privileged classmates would sell granny for a few dollars, they had an easier time accepting this desperate decision than I did.
My boyfriend started subletting a place in Melbourne this week that he found on FairyFloss (IYKYK). It's a cool old heritage listed apartment from the 30's, they've decorated it in your classic Melbourne doofers style, lots of plants, lamps, framed prints by tattoo artists and quirky nick nacks including a collection of animal bones, one of which happens to be a real human skull (hence how I found your article, googling if it's legal to own a human skull)! Thanks for the read!
Oh I love that I came up on a Google search. Thanks for telling me this story.
I could do a whole article about FairyFloss. It might actually be the most unhinged place on the internet.
Thanks for the chuckle this morning, you have a great turn of phrase.
Oh, those rats! Thanks for taking a peek into that dark corner on our behalf.
My dad had a skull from his days as a dental student in the 1960s; it intrigued us as kids. And as for teeth, who knew there was a market! Could've made a mint from the extractions😱
A skull would spice up the local Buy Nothing group posts!
In my 80s high school science lessons, those skeletons suspended by a chain to the skull on a debauched IV trolley were truly freaky. Questions about the dreadful teeth that remained in little man’s jaw prompted our biology teacher to explain that apparently in the previous decades there was quite a business in India selling skeletons for educational and medical purposes. Difficulty being convincing current users of said skeletons, or more likely recently bereaved relatives, stepping off the karmic conveyor belt was worth the relative pittance of the transaction. Given many of my upper middle class privileged classmates would sell granny for a few dollars, they had an easier time accepting this desperate decision than I did.
Did you come across any knuckles, I dunno, out of curiosity?
I promise to donate my skull to you in the event of my death. I shall require nightly recites of Hamlet while you cup me in your hands tho.
Also, WHERE’S MY AUDIO! WHERE’S MY AUDIO! *said to the tune of Homer chanting “where’s my burrito”*