It's Crushing Time (Diapered And Crushed-Chapter 2)
Chapter 2 of Diapered And Crushed
This story is inspired by: Auto Recyclers WY on YouTube
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**The Mind Can't Distinguish between Imagination and Reality**
Aktion T4 was a campaign of mass murder by involuntary euthanasia which targeted people with disabilities and the mentally ill in Nazi Germany. The term was first used in post-war trials against doctors who had been involved in the killings.
the goal of the Nazi Euthanasia Program was to kill people with mental and physical disabilities. In the Nazi view, this would cleanse the “Aryan” race of people considered genetically defective and a financial burden to society.
The Death-with-Dignity laws were loosely based on the German Aktion T4 Program. As of now, Wyoming has no laws allowing or denying the use of Physician assisted deaths.
*No Statutory Prohibition:
Wyoming does not recognize common law crimes, and thus, there is no common law prohibition against physician-assisted suicide.
** In Wyoming, theoretically, the events that fictionally take place in this story, ARE legally possible without legal retribution.
***The state of Wyoming does not "recognize common law crimes, and does not have a statute specifically prohibiting physician-assisted suicide".
No, Wyoming does not have a Death with Dignity law, as there is no specific legislation legalizing physician-assisted suicide (or medical aid in dying) in the state. Wyoming is one of a few states that neither explicitly prohibits nor legalizes the practice, leaving its status unclear under the law.
What is the legal status in Wyoming?
Unclear, but not explicitly legal: Wyoming lacks a specific statute that either permits or criminalizes physician-assisted suicide.
No official law on assisted suicide: Unlike states with formal Death with Dignity Acts, Wyoming does not have laws that allow individuals to obtain a prescription for life-ending medication from a physician.
What options are available for end-of-life decisions in Wyoming?
Advance health care directives: Wyoming allows residents to create advance health care directives, which are legal documents that outline desired medical care and can designate someone to make health care decisions on their behalf if they become incapacitated.
Do Not Resuscitate (DNR) orders: The state's Comfort One program facilitates DNR orders, allowing individuals to express their wishes not to be resuscitated.
Surrogate decision-making: When no advance preparations are in place, Wyoming law permits family members, often referred to as surrogates, to make health care decisions for patients who lack decision-making capacity. (Meaning this junkyard could be a Surrogate Decision maker)
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What constitutes murder in Wyoming?
In Wyoming, murder consists of unlawfully and purposely or knowingly causing the death of another person. Wyoming law classifies this as either first-degree murder (premeditated and intentional killing) or second-degree murder (intentional but not premeditated killing), with differing penalties and potential enhancements for first-degree murder.
First-Degree Murder
Elements: An intentional killing that was premeditated (planned in advance).
Aggravating Factors: In Wyoming, first-degree murder can be charged if the murder was committed for hire or profit, if the offender has a previous conviction for criminal homicide, if the murder involved torture, or if the victim was a law enforcement officer, judge, or minor under 14, among other circumstances.
Penalties: A judge may impose a sentence of life without parole, or life in prison with the possibility of parole after 30 years (or 15 years if the defendant was a minor at least 15 years old).
Second-Degree Murder
Elements: A killing that was done with intent but without premeditation. It also includes killings done recklessly or violently.
Penalties: A conviction for second-degree murder can lead to a prison sentence of 20 years to life.
Homicide Generally
Definition: In Wyoming, homicide is the broad term for the killing of another human being without legal justification or excuse.
Other Homicides: In addition to murder, other unlawful killings include manslaughter, which involves the unlawful killing of another person without malice and may occur in the heat of passion or due to reckless behavior.
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What if I wanted to be crushed inside of a vehicle in wyoming as a chosen method of death for my "Death with Dignity"? Is that murder?
In Wyoming, causing or aiding another person's death—even at their request—is illegal and would be considered murder or assisted suicide, depending on the specific actions involved. Wyoming does not have a "Death with Dignity" law, and a person cannot legally consent to their own killing.
Here's a breakdown of Wyoming's laws concerning your question:
Death with Dignity is illegal
Wyoming has no law that permits medical aid in dying, also known as Death with Dignity. This is a process where a terminally ill, mentally capable patient may request and self-administer life-ending medication. In jurisdictions where it is legal, the patient must be capable of taking the medication themselves.
Assisted suicide is a felony
Under Wyoming law, it is a felony to assist someone in committing suicide. This is defined as:
Providing the physical means for someone to attempt or commit suicide.
Participating in a physical act that helps someone attempt or commit suicide.
If a person were to facilitate a death by vehicle, they would be subject to prosecution for assisted suicide, which is punishable by up to 20 years in prison.
Causing death is murder or manslaughter
If the death were caused by another person, it could be prosecuted as murder or manslaughter, depending on the circumstances. For example:
Murder: If the other person acted with "purposely and with premeditated malice" or "purposely and maliciously," it could be considered first- or second-degree murder, respectively.
Manslaughter: If the act was unlawful but did not involve malice, it could be considered manslaughter.
The request of the person who dies does not legally excuse the actions of the person who causes the death. Criminal law is considered an offense against the state, and a victim cannot legally consent to a crime being committed against them.
Importance of legal counsel
Because of the seriousness of the potential criminal charges, anyone considering such a plan, or who has been asked to help, should seek legal counsel.
Note: There is a rule in most junkyards that says: "It doesn't matter what's inside the vehicles when the vehicles are loaded into the crusher" That being said, if there were a lot of cloth pre-fold diapers, a lot of packs of disposable diapers and a diapered person inside the vehicle when it was loaded into the crusher, it would not matter, based on the above rule and so below.
*****Note: Since the author has nobody else to pose as "Characters" in this story, images of himself represent ech Diapered Person.
********NOTE: This is a work of fiction and fantasy and should not be taken literally.
Johnny was a thickly diapered son of two parents that were very, very frustrated with their son's disability, their son still wet himself uncontrollably 24/7 and now without Medicaid, Johnny's parents could no longer afford his diapers, his booster pads, his wipes and the laundry they had to do nearly every other day. According to the new Trump orders, they were forced to....get rid of their diapered son and all of his diapers, clothing, bedding, stroller, both diaper bags, his Safety bed, adult disability stroller, and all other diapering products. His parents searched the program for the closest program contractors that allowed them to leave their son and diapers and things there. They went down the list and found Auto Recyclers Wyoming.
They called the junkyard and then the owner got on the phone and spoke with both Johnny's mom and dad at length. He advised them to come down and bring everything with them, including Johnny. They agreed. Johnny's mom checked Johnny's diaper and then changed it, putting six or more layered booster pads into his already thick, bulky plastic-backed Kiddo disposable diaper
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Johnny's Mom: Now, honey? I need to....get you ready to go to the junkyard to be left there with your new Mommy and Daddy. The nice people at the junkyard will be your new family and the junkyard will be your new home. Is your diapy all wet? Mommy needs to see....here....come ....lay down on the changing table for me...o...k?
Johnny: But, but....but...MOMMY! How...come you and daddy can't keep me?
Johnny's Mom: Be...cause baby....we can't afford to diaper you anymore! The diapers are costing too much now and there no longer is...any Medicaid now, so....we have...no choice! The President of the United States is forcing us to give you up to the junkyard where they will likely pit you and all your diapers, clothing, toys, stroller, your two diaper bags and everything else into one of their vehicles then crush you and everything. See, they can do whatever they want with you and to you because in this state of Wyoming, it is one of a few states that neither explicitly prohibits nor legalizes the practice, leaving its status unclear under the law. The state of Wyoming does not "recognize common law crimes, and does not have a statute specifically prohibiting physician-assisted suicide".That's why....we can legally sign your custody papers over to that junkyard Owner and his wife who...will be your...new Mommy and Daddy. The owner of the Junkyard and his wife will be the ****Surrogate decision-makers for you and will decide what will be done for you and to you. That...means....that...they...CAN...legally do...whatever they rhink is best for you, even if that means putting you and your diapers, onesies, sleepers, diaper bags, toys, stroller and things into one of their vehicles and rhen crushing it with you and everything inside. You won't have any choice! Sorry baby....this is just....the way things have to be, I am afraid.....
Johnny: ( eing lifted up and onto the diaper changing table and laying down on his back) But...mommy! PLLLLLLEASE! Let...me...stay here with you and Daddy. I....promise, I...will be a good boy.
Johnny's Mom: Hon, it's...not about....being good..or bad....it's about not having the money to take care of you anymore! The President wants to get rid of all of the disabled people. This, this is one way that he is doing it. It's just...the way things are now. I'm sorry baby, we have no choice and neither do you. (Unfastening the tapes and pulling the front of the crinkly plastic-backed Kiddo Junior Plus diaper down and folding it over the back half as she pulls it out from under Johnny. Then she put the wet diaper on Johnny's chest while she opened the clean crinkly plastic-backed Kiddo Junior Plus diaper, added 8 thick, Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads and then lifted Johnny's bottom as she slid the diaper with eight Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads underneath Johnny. Then his mom opened two packs of baby wipes and begsn to wipe his pelvis and crotch with the first pack of wipes, dropping each and every used baby wipe into the crotch of his clean disposable diaper in a pile.)
Johnny: Mommy? Why...are you putting the used baby wipes into my...CLEAN disposable diaper and not into my...WET...disposable diaper?
Johnny's Mom: Well, see...it...doesn't matter which diaper I put the wipes into sweetie, you, and all your wet cloth and disposable diapers are all going with you to the nice people at tje junkyard. They...don't care what's in your diapers, or if your diapers are wet or not, when it's time for crushy-crushy, you and your diapys are going into a nice vehicle then into the nice, big crusher. Once your dad and I leave you at the junkyard, it's up to them what happens to you and what they decide to do with you and your diapers. You and your.....diapers, onesies, sleepers, toys, clothing and stroller as well as your two diaper bags will belong to them.
Johnny: But... but....what if..I don't wanna be crushed???
Johnny's Mom: As I said.....you won't have a choice! They get to make all of your decisions for you and whatever they decide, is for the vest....regardless of WHAT they decide. Ok...baby....I am going to....diaper you in one of your....Modified Pampers Size 8 diapers with four Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads inside then, I am going to put one of your...Kiddo Junior Plus diapers over the Pampers size 8...OK? It...should be...thick enough to last for at least 18 hours or so....
Johnny: Are you....going to....bring all of my....size 6XXXXXXL disposable diapers and my...vintahe packs of my...Huggies Disney-Print diapers to the junkyard?
Johnny's Mom: Of...course sweetie. Everything of yours...has to go! All of your diapers have to go! The junkyard is probably just going to....toss everything into one of their vehicles and then crush it. It doesn't matter to them.
Johnny's Mom adds the four Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads into his Modified Pampers Size 8 diapers
Then she puts the diaper on Johnny. Then once he has that diaper on, she opens the new Kiddo Junior Plus diaper
and then slides it underneath his diapered bottom and pulls it up between his legs. She then smooths each front wing while fastening each tape snuggly on each side.
Johnny's Mom: There....now you should be....nice...and...comfy for the next....12 to 18 hours....at least. O....k...time....to...get you...and your...diapers, clothing, toys, diaper bags, stroller and things all stuffed into our SUV to take you and everything to the nice people at the junkyard. Come with Mommy...ok?
Johnny: Awwwwe...moooom! Uuuuuh! I...don't....wanna!
Johnny's mom yanks Johnny by his right arm in her left hand as Johnny reluctantly stumbles along the hallway, to the front door of their home, then out to the porch then down the short parhway to the waiting SUV with the back door open, with his Disability Safety Seat all strapped in.
As Johnny's Mom strapped Johnny into his safety seat, he began to not want to go to the junkyard. He felt as though he were being left behind as if nobody cared what happened to him or his comfy diapers. He wasn't sure he wanted to meet his new foster mom and dad, John, the junkyard owner, his wife, his two daughters and then all of the various employees who work there.
As the SUV was completely packed, Johnny's Mom and Dad got into the Driver's seat and the passenger seat then backed out and drove down the residential streets in our neighborhood until they got near the Interstate and then they drove down the interstate to the offramp where they drove to the stop sign. Then they turned then drove some more until they reached Auto Recyclers Wyoming. The SUV turned into the parking lot in front and stopped. The engine shut off and then Johnny's mom and dad got out and while Johnny's Mom got Johnny out from the passenger side backseat, his dad went inside.
Johnny was wearing an old t-shirt, his thick, bulky, plastic-backed Kiddo Junior Plus diapers over his modified Pampers Size 8 diapers with four Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads inside as well as two entire packs of wipes stuffed and crammed into the crotch of his clean disposable diaper, which were now sticking out from both the left and right leg elastics. Johnny's mom still had six other full packs of baby wipes, three in both diaper bags, one for his cloth pre-fold diapers, and the other for his disposable diapers.
Johnny's mom planned on opening the six packs of baby wipes and cramning all of them into Johnny's diaper because the wipes weren't going to be used anyhow so, she figured that it didn't matter where she put them, they all were going to the same place. Johnny's Mom grabbed the two diaper bags and then helped Johnny out of the SUV and his safety seat then she unbelted it from the backseat and set it down next to the rear tire. Then she closed the door and grabbed Johnny's left hand in her right and made Johnny walk into the office of the Junkyard. Johnny had on just his old t-shirt, his thick diapers and his socks and shoes as they walked in. Johnny and his mom walked in just as his dad was about to introduce Johnny to John, the junkyard owner.
Johnny's Dad: This...is my...diapered son, Johnny. He is the one we called you about.
John: (Standing behind the parts counter) Ah...yes, you're the ones that called earlier about our program. Ah...ok....well? (Coming out from around the counter and then crouching next to Johnny) Hi there....you...must be...Johnny. I am...John too. I...am going to be your...new foster dad for a little while. This....is my staff.....they will be checking in with you regularly to see if you....need anything or need some help with anything whike you are here. Do.....you....have any...questions for me?
Johnny: (Being a bit shy) Um....are....you....my new....daddy?
John: (Smiling and laughing a little as he looks around the room at his staff then back at Johnny) Well, sort of. I will be your foster dad and my wife will be your...foster mom for a little bit while you are here.
Johnny: Will...my diapers and I...be getting....crushed?
John (Looking around the room again then back at Johnny) Uh...yeah...at some point soon, your.....diapers and you will be getting crushed. That's part of the program that you just got signed up for.
Johnny: Will...I get my....diapers changed while I am here?
John: Well, that's up to...each of my staff members.....if they want to change your diapers, then you will get your diapers changed, otherwise, either you will have to stay in what you have on or change your own diapers. O...k....I want you...to go with the nice lady in the dark hair, she will take you to where we will keep you until it's time to go into one of our vehicles.
(Speaking to the lady with dark hair) Can....you take Johnny here, over to the playpen and get him comfortable while I get his diapers, clothing, toys, diaper bags and stuff situated?
Lady with Dark Hair: Hi Johnny, come with...me, I will show you to where you will be staying until it's time to go into a vehicle. Those diapers look cute....are they comfy?
Johnny: Um, yes, they...ARE. They feel like silk against my skin. I actually like it when they get wet because they get softer.
Lady with Dark Hair: Oh....really? I....never knew that. I think that may explain why some toddlers don't want their diapers changed.
Johnny: Why...do my...diapers and I....have to go into one of the cars or trucks to get crushed? Can't my diapers and I just get....adopted or....given away to someone who will take care of me?
Lady with Dark Hair: Well, your parents signed you up for the Government's Program that forces us to have to crush you and all your diapers and things. We get paid to make sure that...you and your diapers get crushed in one of our vehicles by the current president. We don't have much of a choice and so, neither do you. It's unfortunate that you have to go through this....literally go..."through" this...crushing blow, but it's just....the way it is.
Johnny: Where....are....you...taking my diapers andI I?
Lady with Dark Hair: I am taking you and your diapers to one of our sheds where we set up a temporary space with a nice little playpen that you will be staying in until it's time to put you and your diapers into one of our vehicles then crush it. It may be anywhere from a day.....to...a month before you and your diapers get crushed. It's up to your new Foster Mom and dad, my boss. We will be making all of your decisions for you, since Wyoming allows us to be your surrogates.
Johnny: He...will? By the way, when.. can I meet my new foster mom?
Lady with Dark Hair: I can ask your foster dad if he wants you to, and if so, then....I will get your foster mom to come see you.
(Walking Johnny into the engine storage shed and over to the playpen) Well? Here...we are....this...is where you will stay until it's time to go into one of the vehicles. Oh, look....here comes all of your....disposable diapers.....
Lady with Dark hair: Let me...stack some of these near your playpen and then what won't fit here, will be stored nearby. Don't...worry, if...you ever need the diapers, one of us will gladly get them for you. Now....we have some rules for you to follow;
1. You can't come out of that playpen at all unless one of us comes to let you out and you must be with one of us at all times while you are not in there.
2. Once you are put into one of the vehicles, you have to stay in there no matter what!
3. If one of us tells you to do something, you HAVE to do it, we make all of your decisions for you and what we say, goes, we are....your new family.
Johnny: Are....you....my new...aunty?
Lady With Dark Hair: Hmmmmm, well, I am...sort of....Yeah, you...could say that....well.....I...have...to get back to the ...part counter....so....someone will check in with you and see if you...want or need anything, like...food, water or something like that....al...right?
Johnny: Before...you go...may....I get my 8 baby bottles 🍼 🍼🍼🍼🍼🍼🍼🍼 filled with Milk, water, Juice or...whatever you have?
Lady With Dark Hair: I....don't know about...ALL..of your bottles, but...I...may be able to fill at least....four of them. You said you wanted....Milk, water....and Juice? I will see....what we have...ok and I will bring you your four bottles shortly....ok?
Johnny: Thank you...miss.
Lady with Dark Hair: You are...welcome sweetie.
The lady with dark hair takes four of Johnny's bottles and takes them to the office with her to fill up with what they can get. John, went to lunch and while at lunch, he went to a store and bought two half gallons of Whole milk, some juice boxes, and a large pack of bottled water. About an hour and a half to two hours after John left for lunch, he returns with all that he bought. He puts everything away in the litlle refrigerator behind the desk. Then, the nice lady with dark hair takes all four bottles, and fills them with milk, water, and Apple juice before putting the lids back on each one then she twkes them to Johnny.
The lady with dark hair steps into the engine storage shed and then over to the playpen whwre Johnny is to hand him the four full baby bottles;
Lady With Dark Hair: Here....ya go sweetie....en...joy.
Johnny: Do...a lot of the staff....like it when the cars get crushed with diapers and diapered people inside?
Lady With Dark Hair: Well, I can't speak for everyone, but, some of them do...but I...have mixed feelings about the whole.....forced death program.. thing. Personally.....I think you all have a right to live and be you. However, that doesn't seem to....effect the situation too much.....so....while I am not a huge fan of this program, I do understand it.
There ARE...a lot of people in this business who DO like watching, reading stories and videos about this. Well....I gotta get back to work....more diapered people coming....see ya soon.
With that...the nice lady with dark hair walks back to the air conditioned office. In about an hour, after she left, another diapered male was brought in with all of HIS diapers, onesies, clothing, a few toys, and his stroller and a rocking chair.
Alex's Father: Hi....My wife called and spoke with someone here about....taking my..diapered son and all of his diapers, clothing and stroller?
Lady with Dark Hair: Yes.....You probably spoke with....the owner....John. He's not available right now, but I can help you....
Alex's Father: Good....well...this...is our son, Alex.....we can't afford to take care of him anymore and....nobody else can either, and since Medicaid os no longer, we can't afford to put him anywhere either. We were told that your company takes Diapered people and their diapers, clothing and stuff. How do we sign up?
Lady with Dark Hair: Well....as...far as I know.....all you have to do....is...sign your son's custody over to us, sign some power of attorneys, we notarize everything, and then...bring your son, his diapers, clothing and stuff in here...and....we...do the rest. We...DO....need both parent's signatures on all the documents though....
Alex's Father: Sure....we...can do that. (Speaking to his wife) Um...hon? Can...you...come...sign these...papers so we can...drop Alex off and go?
Alex's Mom: Sure...where do...I need to...sign? (Coming over and bending over some to sign the papers.)
Both mother and father sign all of the papers then they both start bringing in all of Alex's diapers, clothing, toys, the rocking chair and his stroller. As Alex's Mom and dad bring all of his stuff in, the lady with dark hair takes Alex to the playpen.
Lady with Dark Hair: Hi, Alex... is it? Would....you....cone with....me please?
Alex: Um.....where....are...you....taking me? I...wanna stay with my Mommy and Daddy!
Lady with Dark Hair: Sorry sweetie, you now belong to us. We....are going to keep you for a little while until it's time to put you and you....diapers and stuff....into one of our....vehicles.
Alex: Ibto...one....of....your....vehicles? For...what?
Lady with Dark Hair: We....are going to...crush you, your...diapers and things...in one of our vehicles. It's for the best. Sorry kiddo, you no longer have...a choice. The owner and his wife...are now...officially...your...new Foster mom and dad. They have power to make your decisions for you, and for what's good for you. I...have to do...what THEY tell me to do...with you...and your....diapers.
IF...they were to...tell me to...come....change your diaper, then....I would have to. If....they tell me to...get you and your diapers and things put into one of their vehicles, that's....what I have to do...under....stand?
Alex: But.....But....I....I.....don't WANNA be...all...crushed up! It will...ruin my...nice...comfy diapers and...it might kill me!
Lady with Dark Hair: I...am sorry baby, but....that..is what the current President wants! I don't like it...ANY More than YOU do....but....it's...just....how....things are. (Arriving at the Engine storage shed where the playpen is) O...k....get...into the playpen...meet your playpen-mate....Johnny. He will also be going into a vehicle soon.
Johnny: But, but....I don't....wanna go into a vehicle and be crushed!
Lady with Dark Hair: Well, baby, you...don't have any choice. Your New foster mom and dad, John, the owner have already decided for you and they said that....as soon as there are some vehicles to crush, you and your...diapers are going into one. See....John, doesn't wanna keep you and your diapers around too long, he can't afford to keep any of you in diapers any more than your former parents could.
Also, it...doesn't matter what's inside the vehicles when it's time to crush them, nobody cares about what's inside the vehicles, that's why....the boss wants you and your diapers and things inside one of the vehicles.
Johnny: When can I meet my new foster mom and dad?
Lady with dark hair: You...wanna meet your foster mom and dad? Ok....I can arrange that. They will be around after lunch. I will tell them once I go back to the office. Before I go, do....you need anything? Water, Juice or Milk?
Johnny: Um...Yes, may I get my bottles 🍼 filled up? I have eight of them.
Lady with dark hair: Well, I can get you four of them...Alex? Would....you like four of YOUR bottles 🍼 filled?
Alex: Yes please.
Lady with dark hair: O...K....I will bring you both your bottles 🍼.
The lady with dark hair leaves taking eight empty baby bottles 🍼 with her to fill up with water 💧, juice🧃 and milk 🥛.
Meanwhile, the forklift operator keeps bringing other vehicles over to the crusher staging area getting them ready for crushing.
Then, about an hour goes by and the lady with dark hair as well as John's wife comes to see Johnny and Alex in the storage shed.
Lady with dark hair: Heeeey....we're baaack....got your.....bottles AND....I brought your....foster mom. This...is....Johnny.....and that....is....Alex.
John's wife: Hi, Nkce...to...finally...meet you both. I...am your...foster mom. Your foster dad and I will be making all of your decisions for you until it's time to go into one of our vehicles. Do...any of you have any questions for me?
Alex: Um...yes....can....we get...our diapers changed?
John's wife looks at the lady with dark hair who shrugs and then John's wife looks back at both boys:
John's Wife: I don't mind if one of us does it, at least until it's time to go into one of our vehicles. If you need some help doing it yourself, then we can also do that. Just...don't get....TOO comfortable...ok? Neither of you will be here all that long so....it won't matter. ONLY though, since you are unable to do it yourself.
Alex: When are we going into one of the vehicles?
John's Wife: Well......right now...we don't have any vehicles that need crushing. Soon, we will. One of us will let you know when we do. Until then...you and....Johnny here...will simply have to...stay here...ok? Think of it as....preparation for crushing.....
Alex: But...but...I don't wanna...be...crushed!
Johnny: Yeah! I don't wanna be crushed either!
John's Wife: Sorry to tell you this...you two...don't have a choice! The...program that your former parents signed you up for, is paid for by the current president and he doesn't care! He wants as many of you...gone as possible so he can take the money! It's just....that...simple! The Government pays us....to...dispose of all of you. We are ordered to dispose of you and your diapers!
So.....we make your decisions for you now. You get to do what WE tell you to...and we...will do what's best for you as well as for us. Understand?
Alex: Yes miss.....
Johnny: Yes..ma'am.
John's Wife: Good! Now.....would.....either of you like to have your...bottles filled?
Alex: Um....I would....
Johnny: Me too....
John's Wife: Ok...hand me your...bottles and I will fill them and them bring them to you. Meanwhile, if.....the lady here wants to...check your diapers and change them, she can...otherwise if she doesn't want to....then.....you can either stay like that or change your own diapers.
Alex and Johnny hand their bottles over to John's wife who goes into the office and goes to the mini fridge and gets a half gallon of milk then begins to fill four of the bottles 🍼 with milk then she puts the milk 🥛 away then goes to the water cooler and fills the other four bottles 🍼 full of water. Then she takes all eight bottles 🍼 back to the storage shed where Alex and Johnny are and hands them all to both of them.
John's Wife: Here...you both are.....now....either the lady here or I will be back to....check on you. I have also asked the Scale-House lady to...come weigh each of you and your diapers and things so we know how much mkre weight we are adding to the vehicles. I...want both of you...to cooperate with her while she does this.....O...K?
Alex: O..k....
Johnny: Yes Ma'am.... um....Miss (talking to the lady with dark hair) Do....you...like it when...stiff goes into the vehicles and gets crushed?
Lady with Dark Hair: Um....I find it....interesting and there IS...a kind of...satisfaction that I get seeing the vehicles getting crushed....I have seen my share of various things being crushed inside the vehicles, everything from....Diaper bags, to...MP3 players, coins, entire packs of diapers, cloth diapers, plastic pants diapered people like yourselves and...urns full of ashes. As we told you both, there js a general rule in all junkyards; "It doesn't matter what's inside the vehicles when it's time to crush them."
That is why....the program was started because not only does nobody care what's inside the vehicles, nobody checks them that much either. So....yeah...I kind of...DO...enjoy waching the vehicles being crushed and no, I don't care what's inside the vehicles, and no matter how hard you plead, nobody's going to let you out or stop from crushing the vehicles! Get ready for two more diapered ones in there... there are two more coming...ok?
The dark haired woman walks away and then goes back to work, preparing for the next two diapered boys and all their diapers, onesies, sleepers and stuff.
Around 3:30 or so, an old banged up Cadillac comes in and is brought over by the crusher. The owner, John, his wife, and daughter come over nearby and film a video about it. Then John's wife and John as well as the dark haired woman come over to where Johnny and Alex are and John's wife starts to explain to Johnny that it's time to go into the Cadillac.
John's Wife: Alright...Johnny.....know...what...time...it is?
Johnny: No...what time is it?
John's Wife: It's Crushing time! I need to...get you and all your...diapers and stuff loaded up into that....old Cadillac that just came in....you and your diapers and stuff are being crushed inside of that Cadillac. Ready? OK...stand...up..and...come with me..... it's crushy-Crushy time.....
Johnny: Noooooooooo!!!!! Plllllllllease don't...crush my diapers and I!!! Plllllllllease! Let me ..talk to my...foster daddy...first!
John's Wife: (Stopping next to the driver's door) O....K...um.....Babe.....uh..... Johnny wants to...speak with you.....
John: Uh...Ok....(Walks over to where his wife and Johnny are) What...can I do...you for son?
Johnny: Um...you are my new....foster Dad right?
John: Well, you...could call me that...yeah....
Johnny: Well....can...I not....be...crushed with my diapers please?
Johnny: Well....can...I not....be...crushed with my diapers please?
John: I'm...sorry kiddo, you....and your diapers have to go! It's time to...get in there so we can.....hurry up and...crush this car! We... don't have a lot of time and it's already late in the afternoon so....sorry son.. it's crushing time!
Johnny: WAAAIT!!! Plllllllllease! Noooooo! Stop! Let....go of me! Quit it! I.... don't wanna go in there!
John's Wife: You don't have a choice baby! You and your...nice, comfy diapers and stuff are going into the vehicle! Now...get IN there or I will pick you up, and throw you in there!
Johnny: But, but....WHY do...I have to be....strapped into my...car seat?
John's wife: (Putting the 5 point harness seatbelts from the special needs car seat on Johnny) Well, for one, your car seat is no linger useful to us and since this will be your last ride, I want to make sure you can't get out AND since the vehicle is being crushed, we decided that it didn't matter if your car seat was inside the car with you. We have to get rid of it and all of your diapers along with you. So.....sit back and enjoy the last wild ride you will ever take.
Johnny: Stop....IT! I...don't WANNA be strapped in here! Let....me...OUT!
John's Wife: Sorry, No...can...do. In fact, here....hold this...pack of your nice, comfy disposable diapers for me...OK? You're...going for your final ride...and I don't mean this to be a...crushing blow, but that's Flat-out, what's gonna happen!
John's Wife: (Tossing a few more packs of Johnny's disposable diapers into the vehicle and then leaning out and shutting the door) Alright.... it's...crushing time....the...forklift operator will be here momentarily to take this vehicle to the crusher. Enjoy the last few moments there are......bye-bye Johnny.
John's wife walks away and goes over to where Alex is to get him and all of his diapers, onesies, sleepers, diaper bags all ready to go into one of the other vehicles that's being crushed. Then the dark haired lady cones outside to watch as Johnny's vehicle is picked up by the forklift operator, carried over to the loading side of the Al John (Of John) Crusher. Then as the vehicle with Johnny inside was loaded into the crusher, the dark haired lady walked over to the other side so she could see inside as the vehicle that Johnny and his diapers were in, got crushed.
Johnny: Heeeeeeey! Misssss! Plllllllllease! Make...it...stop! Let......ME....OUT!
Dark Haired Lady: (Shaking her head as she continued to watch) Nooooope! Gotta...stay in there little guy.....It's...crushy-crushy time!
Johhny: Misssss!!! Plllllllease! Let....ME.....OUT!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa! Stop! Stop! Heeeey! Noooooooooooooooo! Quit! Nooooooooo! STOP!
The forceful guide that pushes the vehicles into the crusher keeps moving the car further and further into the crusher as the viscous car crusher blade keeps rising then falling, coming down onto the front of the car behind Johnny's as the trunk gets cdushed down hard!
****Surrogate decision-making:
When no advance preparations are in place, Wyoming law permits family members, often referred to as surrogates, to make health care decisions for patients who lack decision-making capacity. (Meaning this junkyard could be a Surrogate Decision maker)
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