Shai Muhi,
Frog Therapist...
... this
girl is losing it... why is she stroking the frog anyway... does it give
some kind of comfort to that thing... there's nothing more to do, dear
frog... give it up... remember you're dying for a purpose... you're about
to have your legs sawn off for some noble reason... remember, you're dying
in the name of Science... i think Shai's breaking into tears at this...
there's not much of a choice... either your legs.. or your legs...
see how limited your world has become???... Shai, forget it... the frog
won't calm down... just when you think it's starting to... it's just starting
to plan breaking out again... i mean, if i were to have my legs about to
be sawn off... wouldn't i do something like that... escape to comfort...
to safety... there's no way out, dear frog... Dra. Musa is coming... she
has scissors in her hands... and yes, you're gonna lose 'em both, dear
frog... lay still... there's no use fighting back... your Gastrocnemius
is ours... (evil grin) is this therapy gonna do him something good... i
think the reverse psychology is freaking him out the more...
On Frog Amputations...
... ma'am...
dra. musa.... the scissors... what are they for-- aaaacckkkk!!!... stop...cutting...
stop... is that blood??... oh jeez... am i hyperventilating just yet???...
the frog... for the love of god... grace has his legs! oh jesus... i think
i'm gonna faint... look shai, you have to see this... acckkk!!! there goes
one leg... one leg for you people... one leg for us... this is insane!...
it's totally unfair!!... how about the frog's future... his family... what
makes me so sure he's a HE anyway... what if that frog is female... is
there sexism existing in frogs, among frogs and imposed on frogs??... nonsense...
ouch... losing both jumpers isn't fun... not quite... at least i can rest
assured... i can relax a bit... that frog would jump no more...
On our "Find
The Gastrocnemius and Produce a Response" Adventures...
... where
the hell is that thing... nerve... fiber... whatever!... this is frustrating...
is grace supposed to peel off everything??... but i thought... we were
gonna cover it after??... we have to decide now... okay, we'll peel it
off... gently grace... up... up some more... it's gone... we'll drench
it with... that... whatever solution she's holding... pinch stuff... go,
pinch stuff... i guess that's a muscle... my god... they can't even pay
me a million dollars for this... i won't sacrifice my gastroc--- ek-ek,
not for any amount of money... not ever...