When Abraham circumcises Ishmael and his household, for example, “he set up a hillock of foreskins, the sun shone upon them and they putrefied, and their odor ascended to the Lord like sweet incense.”
-taken from Abraham: A journey to the Heart of Three Faiths, by Bruce Feiler, page 75
Eww. While the very thought of mutilating one's limb is shuddering enough, making a pile of the dismembered organ is just sick. I won't even go on the odor. Urgh.
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