February 2012
“Music makes me forget my real situation. It transports me into a state which is...”
– Leo Tolstoy
Okay, so we were looking at our cheek cells in bio...
mooooocow:
and some girl at the table next me was like “THERE IS SOMETHING MOVING IN THERE”.
Our instructor went and zoomed in on it for her.
Guess what it was.
Just guess.
I’ll give you a hint.
It was sperm.
