Chicago Tribune, December 16, 1892
. Supposing you did get your sorry ass pulled out of the cold clay of a potter's field or the family plot, and then retailed to a medical school, this is the kind of respectful treatment you could depend on receiving from the larval physicians there.
"The cadavers are worthless," continued the good doctor. "They're no longer fit to eat and too stiff to have sex with, so we just let the Initiates have their little fun with them.“
“Cutting up didos” is a pleasingly high-falutin’ way of talking, especially if you look into its etymology. I want to see this idiom back in circulation, stat!