18 months ago, my uncle was found in his house a month after he died. He was a hermit, and we found out a hoarder. After the coroner took most of the remains, I helped my other uncle clean up the goo that was left. With a shovel. It was 97 degrees that day, and no AC in the house. The uncle that I helped has since lost his mind, and I learned some deep, dark secrets that made them that way.
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God, I love the holidays