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According to this scientific item, "a seventeenth-century antidote to idiocy was to rub the forehead with beaver testicles."
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According to this scientific item, "a seventeenth-century antidote to idiocy was to rub the forehead with beaver testicles."
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The path to knowledge:
1. Find a male beaver.
2. Rub it's testicles on your forehead.
C. Heal from lacerations from enraged/aroused beaver.
4. Learn to think before doing what someone tells you.
Here endeth the lesson.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | June 26, 2008 at 09:38 AM
"Van der Donk and the Beaver Cods" wbagnfarb
Posted by: russellmc | June 26, 2008 at 09:39 AM
Testicles to the forehead makes you smart?
*considers herself a genius*
Posted by: Punkin | June 26, 2008 at 09:47 AM
"the animals when sought by the hunters for their tests, and when closely pursued, would castrate themselves with their teeth and leave the parts for the hunters, which the creatures knew to be the prize sought after."
yeouch!
Posted by: Siouxie | June 26, 2008 at 09:49 AM
"Apply directly to the ..."
?!?WTFBBQ?!?
Posted by: Cat R | June 26, 2008 at 09:50 AM
Hold on, Paris, this is for your own good...
Posted by: Steve Haller | June 26, 2008 at 09:50 AM
*snork* @ Steve!
Posted by: Punkin | June 26, 2008 at 09:52 AM
I should think that this has been mistranslated and was really called the Test of Idiocy. It's a handy way to identify people to avoid. We're less creative today.
Posted by: JayP | June 26, 2008 at 09:54 AM
Although these work pretty well.
Posted by: JayP | June 26, 2008 at 09:56 AM
He's not lying about the dictionary thing. If you have Mac OS X, it is right there in the default dictionary's entry.
Posted by: Elon@Rice | June 26, 2008 at 10:00 AM
Isn't "beaver testicle" an oxymoron?
Posted by: Ford79 | June 26, 2008 at 10:20 AM
"Taken in water, it serves to remove idiocy."
Had I known, I may have spared myself from one, if not two, divorces.
Posted by: ubetcha | June 26, 2008 at 10:33 AM
I suspect that this was a prank pulled on dumb people of yesteryear, like telling a kid rabbit turds were "smart pills."
"I'm so dumb, how can I get smarter?"
"Well here's what ya do, kid, ya get yourself down to the beaver dam south of town..."
The prankster got extra points if he got the victim to apply the treatment without removing the testicles from the beaver first.
Posted by: padraig | June 26, 2008 at 10:49 AM
I'm willing to bet some guy got caught rubbing beaver testicles on his head, and thus began a new tradition.
"No, really...it works!"
Posted by: Margaritaville | June 26, 2008 at 11:02 AM
from the London Times, January 13, 1402...
Doctors of physic surveyed announced that beaver testicles are still the best remedy for idiocy.
'Sure, there are more homegrown remedies like goat testicles, pig testicles, and my mother's favourite, a whack on the head with a wooden mallet, but ancient authorities and modern readings of holy scripture agree...'beaver balls have got it all'!' said Sir Richard de Whackamole, physician to the late Richard II.
He continued, "I have stroked the craniums of every person in the royal family, and at least half are not idiots."
"There are some side effects, like dry mouth and uncontrolled screaming, should the patient's virile member become enlarged during the treatment, immediately see a theologian, who will burn you at the stake."
What does the future hold? "Recent explorations in India and Africa may reveal new creatures whose genitalia we may slice off, and rub on our foreheads. Until they do, I'm a beaver believer!" Sir Richard concluded.
Posted by: insomniac | June 26, 2008 at 11:28 AM
*snork* at insom!
Posted by: Cat R | June 26, 2008 at 11:32 AM
Sir Richard de Whackamole?
Of the West Wembley Whackamoles, I presume.
Posted by: padraig | June 26, 2008 at 12:12 PM
Is it addictive?
Posted by: Trixie | June 26, 2008 at 12:28 PM
No relation to yours truly, I assure you.
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | June 26, 2008 at 07:11 PM