Museums are weird. I know I’m supposed to learn something when I visit… Unfortunately, I rarely learn what the curators are trying to teach me.
Today, I learned that “natural history” is terrifying.
Take a look at this next picture. Can you guess what it is?
No, it’s not cow dung. It’s copper (from Arizona).
I bet you know what this is:
It’s gold from a mine in California.
Or one month’s tuition.
But I digress.
I enjoyed seeing the pastoral views of beautiful animals…
So peaceful. So lovely. So… holy heck, what’s this?
Aw, geez. The lion attacked because the antelope stuck out it’s tongue.
This is why you should never stick out your tongue.
Disturbed, I walked away and stumbled upon another strange image…
I really didn’t need to see my kid in the jaws of a monster.
I turned away and discovered that my other kid was eaten by a huge clam…
I screamed in anguish and ran straight into the clutches of this…
I fervently searched for help,
but the other inhabitants were decidedly unkind.
So I did what any self-respecting person would do… I sprinted into another room,
where I encountered some unexpected sympathy.
But then I thought better of accepting her offer…
I whimpered like a little girl and fled into the special exhibit,
and saw something I never needed to see.
Ever.
This immediately made me think of someone who always sits on my lap…
So I limped to my car and sped home.
In conclusion, my trip to the museum left me scarred and sleep deprived.
Learning is scary.
Ignorance is peaceful.
Ignorance is peaceful.
Lynn Kellan is the creative force behind For Love or Funny. She is a romance novelist devoted to finding the love and the funny in every story. 
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