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My dad thinks I should take some old blankets from my grandma's house to keep in my car. Crummy ones. Because:
You never know when you'll come by an accident and you don't want to get blood on the good blankets. But you have to wrap the body in something and you won't want to use that blanket again.
Oh dad. Clearly he's put thought into this. I think I'll just risk my one good car blanket, thanks, and leave the occasional body pickup to the medical professionals.
You never know when you'll come by an accident and you don't want to get blood on the good blankets. But you have to wrap the body in something and you won't want to use that blanket again.
Oh dad. Clearly he's put thought into this. I think I'll just risk my one good car blanket, thanks, and leave the occasional body pickup to the medical professionals.
