" Miss Owens, why do we dissect fetal pigs?” Up close his comb over seemed to defy gravity. How much hairspray did he use? He cleared his throat, I quickly replied, “Because of the similarities to humans.” “Yes. Now, before we cut we study the specimen. What can you tell me about this pig, Miss Owens?” What could I tell him about the pig? Seriously? He was little, pink and soon to be removed of all his organs. It was a dismal fate, so I created a better one. “He was the smallest in his litter. His brothers and sisters climbed over him to "

― L.A. Fiore , Our Unscripted Story