When we dissected the chicken I was completely grossed out. I was so happy that I didn’t have to touch as much as I was expecting to. It got worse when we took off the skin and then I my group was pulling it and squishing the chicken wing. Then I saw blood, or something red and I was about to get up and leave. But I did learn that when you push on the muscle the chicken wing straightened out. I also learned that getting the skin off is very frustrating and hard. Sure it was worthwhile but I could have done without, just because I was so grossed out.