The Jesus Lizard

Sure, I know The Jesus Lizard is a band, but scientists have now found a lizard worthy of the name.

Well, not exactly. Perhaps this particular lizard would be better considered the Mary Lizard.

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I always thought this was the Jesus Lizard.

"Well, not exactly. Perhaps this particular lizard would be better considered the Mary Lizard."

Yes but that would still make the offspring Jesus lizards so the original moniker still works.

some zoology grad student with a male dragon in his or her apartment is laughing all the way to a Nature article right now.

Reminds me of the search for the giant woodpecker, currently assumed extinct, in the swamps of Louisiana a few years ago. NPR actually had an audio bit where you could hear swamp sounds (bugs, bees, wind) and then a boom. This old prof was excitedly pronouncing that boom to be the work of said woodpecker. It was the saddest and funniest thing I'd ever heard. I'd bet more money than I have that some grad student had simply slammed two logs together and rolled over in fits of hysteria. It's one way to get a thesis.

eek, bizarro. I would still like to see the experiment in a journal rather than stories and I'm shocked to hear that this is claimed to occur in domestic chickens and turkeys.

But why so cynical? Because I know people who'd think pulling one over on an old prof to be wildy funny.

some zoology grad student with a male dragon in his or her apartment is laughing all the way to a Nature article right now.

I would still like to see the experiment in a journal rather than stories

We got us a live one.