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qotd, autoerotic edition

"What is it with pathology journals and autoerotic deaths? Every other issue seems to have a case report of some heedless, autoasphyxiated corpse with ill-fitting briefs and a black bar across his eyes. Occasionally, they seem to be in there for sheer color, as in the case of the young Australian who perished from 'inhalation of a zucchini.' This one raises more questions than it answers. Was he trying to intensify his climax by vegetally choking himself, or was it a case of overexuberant mock fellatio? (We do learn that the zucchini was from his wife's garden, admittedly a nice touch.)"

-- Mary Roach, Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex, which I just finished. Is it a great tome that explains the myteries of the unvierse? No. But it was never intended to be. It is, however, a lot of fun. Plus, as usual, Roach makes reporting and writing look so easy.

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