An actual incident

So, now the big five-oh is passed by and is now in the past.
Introducing page 51.
Something (sort of, but not really) like this incident actually happened to me. I was watching a taped autopsy, and after the "Y" incision and just as the pathologist was cutting through the ribs to crack open the chest, I began to drool and crave ribs. I ate yummy yummy ribs that night- and enjoyed every drippy sauce covered bite.
By the way, if you were wondering about the guy in the autopsy I was watching? He was shot, not squished into a wall.

A man in a wall

Fifty Fifty Fifty. Posted on my birthday.