TO-DO:
Put Andy on floor.
Set up camera on tripod.
Replace plastic guts with fish guts.
Start camera.
Let in dog.
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Grew up in Phoenix. We had two African-Americans in my primary school of a thousand kids. One of them was in my class. Teacher asks Phyllis to come to the front of the class. Has Phyllis scratch her arm with a fingernail to rough up the skin. Leaves little light colored marks. “See class, we’re ALL white underneath!”
I had something that was kind of a midway point between this and the visible woman/man, which my older brothers had. Similar concept, but more human proportions, and the head had a cutaway to expose the brain (which, sadly, could not be removed).
Yeah, it did! I seem to remember that there was a different stomach section, mimicking late stage pregnancy, for use with that as well. Not sure if it had different stages of development though, which would have been cool.
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Oh God.
Having a terrifying flash-back.
Picture a six year kid getting a big wrapped gift. Tears off the paper, revealing cover artwork of the luridly colored insides of a FROG.
I played with frogs and toads, and here was one flayed open. It was a Visible Frog model, from my aunt.
I dropped the damn thing in horror. Didn’t cry out or anything, just quietly freaked.
My mom got the idea that I didn’t want it, so she put it in the attic.
And for a year or more, I couldn’t bring myself to go into the attic, lest I catch a sight of the goddamn thing.
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