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		<title>By: Nemesis</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nemesis</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember the owl vomit from science class.  Of course, our school had no budget, so we got to watch the teacher do this on one piece.  Yay School!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember the owl vomit from science class.  Of course, our school had no budget, so we got to watch the teacher do this on one piece.  Yay School!</p>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember having to dissect an owl pellet in 5th grade. I also remember it not being wonderfully enjoyable. On the up side, my allergies were (and still are) pretty bad, so I didn&#039;t have to deal with the smell of it because my nose was stuffed up. It was a good thing, too, since we were doing it right before lunch...
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember having to dissect an owl pellet in 5th grade. I also remember it not being wonderfully enjoyable. On the up side, my allergies were (and still are) pretty bad, so I didn&#8217;t have to deal with the smell of it because my nose was stuffed up. It was a good thing, too, since we were doing it right before lunch&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Ubu Rex</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ubu Rex</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember dissecting these at some point.  I think it might have been in the nerdy summer-school things I always did (it was just like school, but during the summer, and worth no credit.  hooray!).&lt;br /&gt;
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I came in late that day, and everyone said they were owl pellets, and just assumed I knew what that meant.  I didn&#039;t, though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, wedissected them, and then glued the bits on to paper and drew around them to make little scenes.  I think I made mine driving a car.  Either that or standing next to a Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fuzzy memories.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember dissecting these at some point.  I think it might have been in the nerdy summer-school things I always did (it was just like school, but during the summer, and worth no credit.  hooray!).</p>
<p>I came in late that day, and everyone said they were owl pellets, and just assumed I knew what that meant.  I didn&#8217;t, though.</p>
<p>Anyway, wedissected them, and then glued the bits on to paper and drew around them to make little scenes.  I think I made mine driving a car.  Either that or standing next to a Christmas tree.</p>
<p>Fuzzy memories.</p>
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		<title>By: Lim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We discected owl pellets in this &quot;Science Club&quot; we had in grammer school.  It was kinda neat, or boring, one of them.  We did get to keep the bones though, and I think I have mine somewhere around here (I was in 4th grade, so, they might be gone).&lt;br /&gt;
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About two weeks after that, the club got disbanded.  I&#039;m not sure why, but from what I heard, the 7th or 8th graderes were jelious that they couldn&#039;t join, so some of them broke into the room, grabbed all the animals, and flushed them down the toilets.  Five hampsters, two guinnie(sp?) pigs, and two rabbits, one of which was blind in one eye. :(&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope those bastards are rotting in Hell.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We discected owl pellets in this &quot;Science Club&quot; we had in grammer school.  It was kinda neat, or boring, one of them.  We did get to keep the bones though, and I think I have mine somewhere around here (I was in 4th grade, so, they might be gone).</p>
<p>About two weeks after that, the club got disbanded.  I&#8217;m not sure why, but from what I heard, the 7th or 8th graderes were jelious that they couldn&#8217;t join, so some of them broke into the room, grabbed all the animals, and flushed them down the toilets.  Five hampsters, two guinnie(sp?) pigs, and two rabbits, one of which was blind in one eye. <img src='http://x-entertainment.com/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif' alt=':(' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>I hope those bastards are rotting in Hell.</p>
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		<title>By: Hand Solo</title>
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		<dc:creator>Hand Solo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That was a cool article, I like stuff like that more more!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That was a cool article, I like stuff like that more more!</p>
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		<title>By: Justin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Justin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah yes.... owl pellets. I remember many years back, in my sixth grade science club field trip, we visited this nature reserve. This horrifically old and pot-bellied man couldn&#039;t stop talking about the pellets. This all would be fairly dull if he hadn&#039;t explained (and showed to us!) that the best way to remove bones and other goodies from the pellet was by using your mouth. Yes, the man willingly chewed on owl pellets to extract bones. He explained there was nothing toxic in the pellets, but does that really make it necessary? I&#039;ll stick with my toothpick if the situation ever comes up again in life, and i know it will.&lt;br /&gt;
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~j
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah yes&#8230;. owl pellets. I remember many years back, in my sixth grade science club field trip, we visited this nature reserve. This horrifically old and pot-bellied man couldn&#8217;t stop talking about the pellets. This all would be fairly dull if he hadn&#8217;t explained (and showed to us!) that the best way to remove bones and other goodies from the pellet was by using your mouth. Yes, the man willingly chewed on owl pellets to extract bones. He explained there was nothing toxic in the pellets, but does that really make it necessary? I&#8217;ll stick with my toothpick if the situation ever comes up again in life, and i know it will.</p>
<p>~j</p>
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		<title>By: Jeremy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jeremy</dc:creator>
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		<description>Damn. I wish I was lucky enough to dissect owl pellets back in grade school. I didn&#039;t get to dissect anything until I was in the 11th grade, and that was only because my science teacher made a deal with me that if I didn&#039;t show up late to her class anymore, she&#039;d get me something special for the next quarter. I bit, and god-damn!, did she follow through! I got my very own cat, which also happened to be pregnant at the time of her internment. So, I spent an entire quarter separate from the rest of the class, in a tiny little room, reeking of formaldehyde, cutting up a dead cat.  Ah, the memories of Lucky and I.....   By the way, I don&#039;t hate cats, but I know damn well that I could never cut up a dog.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Damn. I wish I was lucky enough to dissect owl pellets back in grade school. I didn&#8217;t get to dissect anything until I was in the 11th grade, and that was only because my science teacher made a deal with me that if I didn&#8217;t show up late to her class anymore, she&#8217;d get me something special for the next quarter. I bit, and god-damn!, did she follow through! I got my very own cat, which also happened to be pregnant at the time of her internment. So, I spent an entire quarter separate from the rest of the class, in a tiny little room, reeking of formaldehyde, cutting up a dead cat.  Ah, the memories of Lucky and I&#8230;..   By the way, I don&#8217;t hate cats, but I know damn well that I could never cut up a dog.</p>
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