Friday, November 7
BEST USE OF THE WORD "TRUNCATED" IN A HEADLINE SO FAR THIS MILLENNIUM
http://www.nature.com/nsu/021001/021001-10.html
And a good thing it is, too...'cause imagine if an elephant's trunk went stiff!
just because it always breaks my heart to see someone's Alpha-post sitting there with a great big AUGHT
next to it in the replies column...having suffered muchly the same indifference meownself (sniff). 
And about those elephant
hooves, Max...
a real peckerderm...
Have you ever seen one in all it's glory? I did when I was 14. WOW!!
Way big, WW. It was thrown up over the back of the lucky lady elephant he was trying to convince. Busch Gardens is such an educational place
to take your kids.
Well, girls, I do think the world is a safer place for us knowing how to de-arouse an elephant. There's a joke in there somewhere, I'm sure ...
Why did he put it up over the back of the lady elephant? Is this a new courting gesture, consuelo? How very curious. Was he giving her a back rub with it or something like that? Maybe comparable to a guy throwing his arm around a girl's shoulders? Or just scaring off competitors with his male-elephantine-ness? Animals examined from the outside can be very, very strange in their behaviors. I suppose they might find it strange that we are discussing this at all.
I've seen this elephant courting stuff IRL. The thing is like a long snake, groping around. Quite weird.
That is very weird, Faldage. The groping around. Ha! Really funny actually.
One of the teachers I work with has visited Kenya with her husband. She said the giraffes are very beautiful when they court--they do some kind of dance with their necks all intertwined. That sounds pretty and not 'weird' like the elephants. Elephants are pretty interesting animals, aren't they? Someone here, I think, reported that they like to get drunk off fermented bananas. Maybe that's why they throw their elephant willies around! Perhaps they're too inebriated to know which end is up!
This was at the zoo in Syracuse. I doubt they let the poor things go on any toots.
To find out what molecules dampen down the erection, Prestwich and his team let male elephants sniff a tagged version of the pheromone. When they scooped up mucus from the elephants' trunks and extracted the pheromone,....
Ah, cocktail party conversation...
"What do you do for a living?"
"I give bull elephants erotic sniff tests and scoop their mucus."
Ah, cocktail party conversation...
"What do you do for a living?"
"I give bull elephants erotic sniff tests and scoop their mucus."
I, too, was privy to a elephant showing at a zoo, and besides the amazing size(nearly three feet in length), what impressed me was how fast he put it away. after urinating a stream a fire-plug would be proud of, it basically re-absorbed itself in a matter of a few seconds. he couldn't just tuck it in his shorts now, could he?
Reminds me a bit of that ancient joke about the elephant that escaped from a circus train wreck in a small rural town in mid America.
The old lady looked out her window and saw the beast in her garden. Never having seen an elephant before, she called the sheriff and reported that the huge creature was destroying her cabbage patch, ripping out her cabbages one by one with its tail.
"And," she shrieked, "you'll never guess where he's stuffing them.!"
de-arouseI like this coinage, Cap!
You could say Loreena Bobbitt de-aroused her husband.
(and, Max...you see what a friendly nudge can do for an "AUGHT"?)
>(and, Max...you see what a friendly nudge can do for an "AUGHT"?)
Yes I do - it confirmed that everybody hates me and that no one will respond to my posts, but only to those made by others. Life? Don't talk to me about life!
elephant schmelephant - when it comes to wedding tackle that is.
You ain't seen nothing until you've seen a whale in action - preferably on video coz close by on the ocean is NOT the place to be. We're talking 14 foot (wassat - 4 something metres?) prehensile winkles that leave the lady no chance of avoidance. (Difficult when you've got no legs to cross I guess.) The intended usually rolls on her back to remove the target area from the scene. He rolls on his back alongside and Frees Willie. It somehow searches out the right place (writhing like a seriously large snake) and - well, you know the rest. Wow.
stales
yes, to YART, whales have bones,(2 to 3 meters long) that connect to muscle, to help them move themselves into position...the bones also help keep it 'up'-- but then when i first posted that, the more knowledgable of us pointed that many animals have bones to maintain a boner' and primates were unusual that they didn't!
>hat many animals have bones to maintain a boner' and primates were unusual that they didn't!
Actually, I believe that even most primates do. The absence of one places the male homo sapien in a very select group indeed. Even though the male gorilla is not as well-endowed as his human counterpart, he has a penile bone, while the human does not.
This is not so far-fetched. A couple of years ago I toured a Champion Boar Hog breeding facility. Since I grew up in cattle country, where artificial insemination is common, I wasn't surprised to learn that the same method was used for extracting the premium semen of award-winning boars. But get this -- It seems boars are much more sensitive creatures than are bulls, who don't seem to mind having their semen extracted by a cold, impersonal machine. Boars become upset and agitated when this method is used, and their semen, as a result, is diluted. So the hog-breeders, being the sensitive lot they are, actually hire women to harvest the semen crop "by hand." I am not kidding. I saw it, as did several other witnesses with me on the tour. The women are well-paid, and their jobs are considered "skilled."
Makes you wonder what they say when their husbands nudge them at night -- "Sorry honey, I already gave at the office?"
Well, think about it. Women harvesting semen--and all kinds of people harvesting milk from huge breasts with elongated teats as carried by the cow. We do seem to get up close and personal to other species, don't we...