Today, I learned that Francis Wharton, a backwoodsman who lived in British Columbia in the 1950s, made himself a set of dentures from the teeth of a deer he’d killed. This enabled him to eat the deer with the deer’s own teeth.
Kinda cool, really.
Boru
Kinda cool, really.
Boru
‘But it does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are twenty gods or no gods. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg.’ - Thomas Jefferson