So squishy

The insides of people are such goo and pumping and craziness.

Viscera doesn't really even begin to cover it.
and yet somehow that word is nearly gooey enough.

Today, purely accidentally and obviously as research for some future undecided novel, i saw people putting their bodily fluids to various uses and i'm forced to say that i don't get why you would stop a perfectly sturdy hump to shoot in the air, as i believe the technical term goes.
it just strikes me as odd. Like saying, no, i'll just chuck this last bit of chocolate in the dustbin.

there is a whole industry that seems to be formed on spitting at a weird time, stating unlikely phrases and having preposterous fingernails for the task in hand.

So, some elements entirely like life.