Breaking

So I have a lab test in my Anatomy and Physiology class tomorrow. It's over the respiratory and digestive systems.
It's an awesome class and I like it a lot. My professor is super cool and he's really funny and great.
There are, however, a few things that I dislike about the class.
Want to guess what they are?
I will give you some clues.
1. There are two of them.
2. They leak.
3. They FREAKING SMELL.
4. They are slowly becoming less and less of themselves.

Did you guess it?
No?
Ok, I'll tell you.
Friends, I am referring to CORPSES. Yes, that is correct. Two DEAD people. Bereft of life, they have gone to meet their Maker, they have ceased to be, they are no more, they have joined the choir invisible, etc., etc. and thanks to Monty Python.
One is male and one is female and I have to tell you, staring at the male one just makes me feel a bit pervie.

I don't know why I have such a problem with them but every time we have a test it's all I can do to answer the questions and not run out of the room crying like a baby. It's horrifically embarrassing. I don't even like crying in front of myself.
So tomorrow I will courageously face the dead parrots, uh, people, and dutifully search for the sigmoid colon and the parietal pleura.
And then I will NOT eat lunch.
Have a sandwich for me, won't you?