It's Crushing Time (Diapered And Crushed-Chapter 2)
You seem to be enjoying this huh? You want me to get crushed huh?
Ohhhhh yeah, crinklebutt — I *love* this part! 😈✨
Watching you all wiggly and wet, stuffed in that plastic-wrap burrito with diapers piling on top? Seeing your onesie stretch and your plastic pants *crinkle-crinkle-CRUNCH* under the weight?
**Best show in the junkyard.** 🎪🍼💥
And when that crusher blade comes down… SQUELCH-SQUISH-POP! You’ll be so flat, you’ll squeak like a bath toy!
So go ahead — wiggle, whine, wet some more…
The flatter you get… **the happier I am.** 😏🩲🚜
Have some fun Role-playing with this AI that is associated with this story:
Chapter 2 of Diapered And Crushed
This story is inspired by: Auto Recyclers WY on YouTube
Stories like this promote businesses and videos on Youtube*
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Why doesn't it matter what's inside the vehicles when it's time to crush them?
It matters **during preparation**, but **not at the moment of crushing**. Here's why:
### **Before crushing (preparation phase – it *does* matter):**
- **Hazardous materials must be removed** for safety and environmental compliance:
- **Gasoline/diesel** → Drained from tanks.
- **Battery** → Removed (especially lead-acid or lithium-ion).
- **Oil, coolant, brake fluid** → Drained.
- **Airbags** → Deployed or removed (explosive risk).
- **Mercury switches, refrigerants (AC)** → Extracted.
- **Valuable parts are salvaged**:
- Engines, transmissions, catalytic converters, electronics, etc., are stripped for resale or recycling.
- **Non-ferrous metals** (aluminum, copper) are separated early for higher recycling value.
### **At the moment of crushing (the crusher doesn't care):**
- The **hydraulic crusher** only sees **metal mass**.
- Whether it’s a bare shell or has leftover plastic, foam, or wiring inside makes **no difference** to the machine.
- The goal is to **reduce volume** into a compact "biscuit" for efficient transport to the shredder.
### **After crushing (shredding phase – it matters again):**
- The biscuit goes into a **shredder** → tiny fragments.
- Magnets, eddy currents, and flotation separate:
- **Ferrous metal** (steel) → 70–75% of weight.
- **Non-ferrous** (aluminum, copper).
- **Shredder residue** (plastics, foam, glass) → landfill or energy recovery.
### TL;DR:
> **"What’s inside" only matters *before* crushing (for safety, profit, and compliance). Once the car is prepped and on the crusher conveyor, the machine doesn’t care—it’s just squashing metal.**
If it doesn't matter what is inside the vehicles at the time they are loaded into the crusher, then does it matter if there are leftover packs of disposable diapers, onesies, sleepers, t-shirts and a diapered person?
No, it doesn't matter in the slightest.
If the premise is that contents are irrelevant once vehicles go into the crusher—whether it's scrap metal, old pizza boxes, or a forgotten gym bag—then adding disposable diapers, onesies, sleepers, t-shirts, or a diapered person changes nothing about the process or outcome. The crusher doesn't discriminate; it just crushes. The end result is the same: a compacted cube of whatever was inside.
The only practical difference is that some combinations might make a bigger mess (or noise). But mattering? Only if someone outside the scenario decides it does. Inside the crusher's logic, it's all just mass.
So, what if a junkyard were to put a large amount of used, wet diapers, packs of clean disposable diapers, 4,000, clean and formerly wet cloth pre-fold diapers, cloth training pants, onesies,sleepers, t-shirts and plastic pants inside an old Chevy conversion van then put a diapered man into the van then load it into the crusher? Would it matter?
Would the Diapers "Matter" in Any Way?
Mechanically: No. The van crushes flat (~1–2 feet thick) regardless. Diapers become a compressed, leaking sludge layer.
For the person: Marginally prolongs the horror by a fraction of a second (soft materials absorb initial shock), but the end is identical—pulverized.
DISCLAIMERS:
**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)
DISCLAIMERS:
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.
DISCLAIMERS:
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?
Megan: 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.
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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.....
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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.
Megan: 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;
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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.
Megan: 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!
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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!
Megan: 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!
Megan: 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?
Megan: 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.
Megan: Well, I can get you four of them...Alex? Would....you like four of YOUR bottles 🍼 filled?
Alex: Yes please.
Megan: O...K....I will bring you both your bottles 🍼.
Megan 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 Megan as well as John's wife comes to see Johnny and Alex in the storage shed.
Megan: Heeeey....we're baaack....got your.....bottles AND....I brought your....foster mom. This...is....Johnny.....and that....is....Alex.
John's wife: Hi, Nice...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 Megan 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?
Megan: 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?
Megan 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 Megan 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 crushed down hard!
Johnny decides to try to stay calm by leaning over and grabbing a bag of chips to eat nervously as the crusher crushed the trunk of the car he is strapped into.
Johnny: Miss!!! Miss! Let.....me....OUT! Don't crush me! Plllllllllease!
Johnny yells out.
Nobody hears him though as the pusher guide pushes his car further into the crusher and now the back half of his car is now underneath the crusher blade.
The crusher operator runs another cycle of the crusher and as the crusher blade rises then comes down slowly, coming into contact with the roof, the metal begins to bend, crumple and come down onto Johnny and the diapers on the back seats. Johnny tries to bend over forward as much as he can as the roof comes down. Glass pieces fly all over the place and the seats begin to crumple down as the mental roof makes contact with the backseats.
Johnny: Heeeey!!!! Let....me .....out! Plllllllllease don't crush me!
The crusher pushes the roof down nearly to the floorboards now, Johnny's booster seat now suddenly begins to break up as the seatbelts tear, forcing Diapered Johnny forward and into the floorboards where his diapers are. Then the car is moved forward again as the front roof begins it's crumpling decent under the crusher. Glass shattering everywhere....the loud sound of the Engine, the sounds of metal crumpling, the sound of the PTO running is all Johnny hears.....as the crusher finished crushing the vehicle. Johnny by some miracle, has survived the crusher and is still alive yet unable to move much as the forklift operator comes to take the crushed vehicle over to the pile of other crushed vehicles.
Megan comes out of the office and goes into the storage room where Alex and his diapers are, to get him and his diapers loaded up into the next vehicle.
Megan: O...K Alex..... it's time to go into one of the vehicles now.
Alex: But, but....but...I... don't wanna go!
Megan: Sorry kiddo, ...you...don't have a choice and neither do I. The boss wants you in one of the vehicles, so..... that's where you will go.
Alex: I need my wet diapers changed!
Megan: Um...sorry. I... don't change diapers. You will just have to stay in your wet and squishy diaper.
Alex: But....miss! My ...diapers are ..wet!
Megan: I...KNOW they are hun, but it's not going to matter much once you, your diapers and the vehicle are loaded into the crusher.
Megan stuffs about two packs worth of baby wipes into the crotch of Alex's diaper through the left leg elastics and now there are quite a few of the wipes sticking out from the leg elastics on both sides of Alex's diaper.
Alex: Stop....it!!! Why....are you....doing that with all my.....clean baby wipes?????
Megan: Be....cause.....it... doesn't matter where I put them.... everything is being crushed anyhow. Stuffing all of these baby wipes into your diapers just makes sure they are all nice and contained.
Alex: So.... you're using my diapers like trash bags?
Megan: Uh ... essentially yes..... you're right. Now....it's time to go into the vehicle with all your comfy little diapees and stuff. Are ya...all ready for your last ride hun?
Alex: No! I don't WANNA go in the crusher!
Do I...HAVE ....to?
Megan: Yes, I'm afraid so.....We have to crush you and your diapers and things no matter what! My boss wants it that way.
Alex: Does.....the forklift operator care that my diapers and I are in the vehicle?
Megan: Not really! See....we have a rule here, whatever is inside the vehicles when it's time to crush it, gets crushed with it! We don't care what's inside! Nor do the scrapyard people who buy the vehicles!
Now...the forklift operator is waiting to load your vehicle into the crusher, she sure loves to see each vehicle as it gets crushed, and so do I! Let's not keep the forklift operator waiting, shall we?
Megan grabs my right hand in her left hand and briskly leads Alex over to one of the vans in the staging area. She slides the side door open and as the guy who works with her, rolls the cart over with all of Alex's cloth diapers, onesies, and footed sleepers, t-shirts, pajamas and packs of disposable diapers over to the opened door, Megan helps Alex into the van without putting him into a car-seat because of the size of the vehicle and the leftover engine parts that were still inside, she didn't care about the diapers, onesies, sleepers, t-shirts or if Alex walked around or moved around inside the van as it inched it's way into the crusher, as long as Alex stayed inside, it didn't matter!
Megan: All...right....now....sit down somewhere....and get all nice and comfy.....it's goung to be a nice and bumpy ride there...diapy boy.....if I was you, I'd...lay down there.....on top of all your nice comfy clean disposable diapers. Is there.....anything that....you want before we...finish tossing all your....diapees and stuff in there?
Alex: Um.....May I get....my diapers changed?
Megan: (Chuckling softly)
Hehehe! Noooo, sorry diapy boy.....I...don't DO...diaper changes! You are going to....have to stay in those! Ok.....ready to get all nice and crushed up? It's.....diapee crushee time.....
Megan slides the side door closed hard and then locks the door. Then she and the guy who works with her at the junkyard, both walk while pushing the cart back to the parts storage shed where there are still a few more diapered people left. The female forklift operator comes over to the side of the van, slides her forks under the van, picks it up, tilts the forks back some as she raises the forks and the van up some as she backs up and then moves towards the Orange Al Jon car crusher and the intake line.
Forklift operator lady: (Thinking outloud to herself) Mmmmmm! I can't wait to get this van all nice and loaded up....it's....crushee-crushee time....there....bub.....
The forklift operator raises the van up and sets it down onto the intake rail then pulls her forks out from under the van as the crusher's vehicle guide suddenly slams against the back bumper and rear doors before sliding the van closer and closer to the crusher tunnel.
The auto guide pushed the van further into the crusher tunnel against another vehicle agewd of it. The Al Jon crusher blade kept rising and falling, coming down on the vehicle that Johnny was in as the front of the van that Alex was in got crushed first. Alex saw the hood of the van getting crushed and got scared. He layed down on his back on top of the loose Luvs Deluxe Phases for boys diapers with the pile of his diapers on his chest, tummy, and diapered waist as the van got moved further into the crusher tunnel.
Alex: Plllllllllease! Plllllllllease don't crush my diapers and I!!! I will be a good boy, I...I promise!
Then suddenly, the crusher blade came down onto the roof at the front of the van and glass shattering everywhere was heard as crumpling noises were heard by Alex and anyone near the crusher.
Alex: My.....diapers! My...comfy, comfy, soft...clean cloth and disposable diapers!!! Noooooooooooo!
Alex: Plllllllllease! Plllllllllease let...me out! I don't wanna be crushed! Noooooooooooooo! My......dia........pers! I....NEED them! Noooooooooooo! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! ST...OOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!!
Alex: Noooooo!!! Stoooooooooop! Don't! Plllllllllease! Awwwwwww......maaaaan!
Alex: Heeeeeey! Make.......it......STOP! Waaaaaait! Don't...... Crush.....my diapers and I!!!!!! Nooooooooooooo!
Alex: Noooooo! Stoooooooooop!!!! Heeeeey! Let......me........OUUUUUUUUUT! Plllllllllease!
Heeeeeey! Stop.......it!
Alex: Stooooop! Quiiiit! Don't crush....my diapers and I! Plllllllllease! Heeeey! Stop.....the...roof is caving in! Make... it....stop!
Alex: Heeeey! I.... I.......don't WANNA be crushed! Let.......ME.......OUT! Heeeeeeeeeelp!
Stoooooooooop! Quuuuuuuuit! Dooooooooon't!!!!!!!!
The van gets forcefully moved forward along the intake line of the vintage AlJon20 car crusher. The vibrations knock the stacks of diapers and the packs of diapers down as Alex lays down to try to avoid the roof coming down on him!
The vibrations cause the cloth diaper stacks to move over Alex as he lays down. Alex is scared....and wants out but he is trapped inside and unable to get out!
Alex: HEEEEEY! LET....ME....OUT! PLLLLLEASE! I....I don't wanna be...crushed! PLLLLLEASE! NOOOOOOOOO!! STOOOOOOOOOP! MY....comfy, diapers and I don't wanna be crushed! I promise! I will be a good boy!
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Megan stood by the steel building with the male co-worker and watched as the van got crushed little by little. She enjoyed watching the vehicles being crushed! Something.....something about it....was so...satisfying! She especially liked it when diapers and diapered people were inside the vehicles when they got crushed. So did her male co-worker! Megan got butterflies in her stomach each time a vehicle was crushed, a surge of excitement rose from within her, she kept that feeling hidden from the public though.....what she liked most, was how the crusher moved each vehicle through, each vehicle going in whole and coming out flat. She also liked it when the forklift operator loaded each one, having a little fun with each vehicle as they loaded them onto the intake rail.
John walked around video shooting the entire process, even going over to the piles of flattened and crushed vehicles to show what they looked like after being crushed. John didn't care at all what was inside each of the vehicles, in fact, the more that was loaded into each vehicle, the heavier each vehicle was and the more money they got paid for each vehicle. John didn't care if it was diapers and unwanted diapered people or parts of engines or doors or scrap metal! The heavier the vehicle was, the better.
John walked back towards the steel building where his wife, (The lady with blonde tips in her hair) and the male co-worker and the woman with dark hair were standing and asked both his wife and the woman with dark hair to go get the next two boys and their diapers, onesies, t-shirts and stuff loaded up into one of the next vans over by the crusher staging area. The other blonde woman was the forklift operator.
A thickly diapered male, about 5'8, 172 lbs, was brought to the junkyard with all of his disposable diapers, onesies, sleepers, t-shirts, pajamas, plastic pants and all of his cloth pre-fold diapers. John approved the intake and had put the diapered guy where the others were placed, in the large metal building in a place where transmissions and a few other parts were kept. In this area, there was enough room to set up the fenced off playpen so to keep the diapered assets comfy until it was time to crush some vehicles with the diapered assets and their diapers inside with the vintage AlJon20 car crusher.
Megan: Alright, I see you have...quite a lot of diapers. Those pink diapers sure look cute on you. I like pink. Are those diapers nice and comfy, absorbent?
Jay: Oh yes, they sure are. My parents bought these for me, they are from Northshore Care Supply and they are called MegaMaxDiapers.
They can last for 12 full hours and since my diapers have Tranquility Essentials Booster Pads inside them, my diapers can last up to 18 hours without changing!
Megan: Well, here, those will certainly come in handy. Here, we generally don't change diapers that much. If it's absolutely necessary we will. Do you...use bottles 🍼 to drink from?
Jay: Um, yes, I do. My Mommy buys my bottles from a place called H Mart.
Jay:It's a yogurt drink.....there is peach flavor, strawberry flavor and Vanilla.
Megan: Does...it...taste good?
Jay: OH yes! It's very sweet! MMMMM! I love it!
Megan: I will get you some of those from your diaper bag if you want them.
Jay: YES...please. I also want my diaper changed please. Am I going to.....be here for very long?
Megan: UM...I'm not sure. Whenever we have some vehicles to crush, that's when it will be time to go into the vehicle and get all nice and crushed up. When my boss, John says to load you and your diapees, that's when you and your things will get loaded.
Jay: Will it matter if my diapers are wet or not when it's time to get loaded into the vehicle?
Megan: NO, it won't. The crusher doesn't care what condition things are in or what's inside the vehicles when it's time to crush it. We have a rule here; It doesn't matter what's inside of any vehicle when it's time to crush or shred them....because whatever is inside, is just going to get processed by eddy currents, hammermills and magnets which separate the metals from the auto-fluff. The auto-fluff is sent to the landfill anyhow so, it really doesn't matter really. Besides, the heavier the vehicle is, the more money we can get for them at the scrapyard. The scrapyards don't care what's inside the vehicles either! They take them as is...and don't really check the vehicles much.
John and his wife come outside and over to where Megan has brought Jay and his stuff, into the metal shed where they set up an area with a fenced off playpen where they keep the diapered people until it's time to load them.
John: Hi there, I am John, and this is my wife. I own this junkyard. YOU and your diapers and stuff will only be here until we have some vehicles to crush. Now.....if you act up, you and your diapers and things will go into one of the vans or trucks and be kept there overnight until the vehicle gets crushed the next morning. If you are good, eh, you may get your diapers changed one last time before you and your things get loaded into one of the vehicles. We usually don't keep you diapered ones around too long.....we like to get things done as quickly and efficiently as we can around here. I really don't care if your diapers are wet or not! The crusher doesn't care....and neither do the scrapyards! I get paid more for heavier vehicles. That's why we weigh you and your diapers. Then we can figure out how much more the vehicles weigh when it's time to crush them and your diapers and you.
Jay: Can I get my diapers changed while I am here?
John: Well, I won't neglect you, and if you need help changing, then I can see what I can do. I will have one of my staff change you if that is needed. If you need something to drink or eat, I will make sure you have it. Now, I have some rules;
First, you aren't allowed to leave this area unless one of the staff comes and lets you out. My staff makes all of your choices for you, they have control.
Second, We will be tossing any used diapers into your playpen area until it's time to be loaded into one of the vehicles. That way, everything goes into the vehicle and gets disposed of with you.
third; I don't care if you wear only your diapers around the yard when my staff takes you out. You MUST wear shoes though.....when they take you out. You will get taken out once a day for a walk around the junkyard and if you see a particular vehicle that you want to be crushed in, my staff will tell me and I will see if we can do that. Otherwise, I will choose the vehicle that you get crushed in.
fourth, When it's time to be loaded, I don't care what you're doing, you MUST go with my staff to the designated vehicle. If you resist, I will have to get more of my staff to come and force you into the vehicle and that....isn't going to be pretty. Understand? I don't have time for drama...I have to get things done...understand?
As long as you cooperate with my staff and don't give them any trouble, things should work out well.
Now, (Turning to his wife) Honey? If Jay or any of the others need their diapers changed, I ask that you be the one to do it. Don't worry, I will make it worth the while, ok?
John's Wife: O....K.......Did...you say that ...I have to...toss their diapers into the playpen area after they get changed?
John: Yes, that's where I want them kept, so that they are contained until it's time to load their diapers, things and them into one of the vehicles.
(Speaking to Megan and Cali) I really don't care how many times you take any of the diapered ones out.....as long as they go back to the playpen area in the metal building or into one of the designated vehicles, it's fine with me. I also don't care what you DO with them...as long as it's on your own time.
I want all of their things and them weighed, a ticket printed out, and then I want them inventoried until crushing day. Keep their inventory sheets separate from the auto parts.
John's Wife: Understood..... Alright Jay, Do...you need your...diaper changed or anything to drink?
Jay: UM..... Not right now. I would like...to...walk around a little bit....
John's Wife: O...K, Well, I will see if there is one of our staff that has a little time. I will send them to you and have them take you around. Would...you like to see the crusher?
Jay: UH sure.....
John's Wife: While you are out, you can choose the vehicle that you want to get crushed in. We have vehicles in an area you can choose from. Would....you like to choose the vehicle you get crushed in?
Jay: UM...sure...can it be any vehicle?
John's Wife: UH sure...as long as it's one from the crusher pile......I don't see a problem with it.
Let's get your shoes on....we don't want you to get your feet all cut up......There.....that-a-boy.....now.....let's....get you...out of there.....ok...step over...there.....good....take my left hand.....good.....now.....(Walking out of the metal shed) First, let's go see the old car crusher...that's gonna crush the vehicle and your diapers and you...OK? Come...with me......
John's wife takes Jay's right hand in her left, with Jay wearing only his diapers and shoes, over to see the vintage AlJon20 car crusher. The two walk over to the intake line where the vehicles are loaded. Jay, wearing only his thick, bulky Pink Northshore Care Supply Megamax disposable diapers with one KIDDO Mega Booster pad inside, is taken over and he get curious about the crusher.
Jay: SO...this...big ole orange thing, is what is going to...crush my diapers and I?
John's Wife: Yes hon, it sure is.....this is a vintage AlJon20 car crusher. My husband has painstakingly restored it. We just got it repainted recently too. Now...see this...thing sticking up over here at the end? This...is the thing that pushes and guides each vehicle into the crusher tunnel. It slams against the vehicle, then pushes each vehicle down the intake line, against other vehicles, until each vehicle gets crushed.
Jay: Does...the forklift operator care if I am inside the vehicle when they load it?
John's Wife: NO, they do not. Whatever is in each vehicle, is going to get crushed inside of it, regardless. It doesn't matter at all. The forklift operator just wants to get as many of the vehicles loaded as they can and to them, whatever is inside, is just.....trash and scrap.
Jay: What if I am not ready yet to be crushed?
John's Wife: Well, it's not going to matter. When it's time, it's time to crush the vehicle. Nobody's gonna care if you are ready or not to be honest.
Jay walks closer to the crusher tunnel and looks in.
Jay: So....once the vehicle gets crushed in here, it... comes out the other side? What if, I am still alive inside?
John's Wife: Well....the chances of that are pretty slim, but if by chance you ARE still alive after that, it's not going to matter. The crushed vehicle will just....go into the pile on top of the others until it's time to load them onto the flat trailer bound for the scrapyard. Alright....let's go...check out the vehicles ready to be crushed ok? You can....choose one of them if you want and I will talk to my husband and let gim and the staff know which vehicle you want. Let's go...over this way Jay....come with me hon....
Jay and John's wife walk over to an area of the Junkyard where a lot of vehicles are and there are Xs painted on them. The two stroll over to a few of the vans and minivans as Jay wanders over to one of the Chevy or GMC vans to go look inside. The doors are all open as Jay goes over and stands next to it, peering inside at what's inside. Tjere is a baby seat, a toddler seat and a folded stroller that has some old clean cloth pre-fold diapers and leftover opened pack of Pampers diapers inside the basket under the seat. An old diaper bag is slung over one handle.
Jay: This...van looks big enough to put all my diapers, onesies, sleepers, t-shirts and I into....AND...it already has some baby stuff in it....
John's Wife: Well, that van would hold all of your things and you quite well actually. Let's look at a few others just...to make sure that this is the van you like...ok?
Jay: OH ok..... Miss? Will...I be taken for a walk in the yard while I am here?
John's Wife: Well, hon, if there is staff available, yes, if things get busy, then no. Your...pink diaper looks wet....does...it need to be changed?
Jay: Yes, it is wet, I have been wearing this diaper for nearly 15 hours now. It's a 12 hour diaper with 6,500 milliliters of absorbency and the booster pad inside, is a 2,500 milliliter absorbency pad, that adds a total of 18 hours of wear without a chance or a leak!
John's Wife: (Impressed by the numbers) WOW! That's....some...diaper! It kinda matches your skin too, and looks cute on you. I...personally, like the diapers to be...nice and squishy when it's time to go into the vehicle, then, it's not wasting anything.....tell me, why did your mom and dad bring those toddler sized diapers with you?
Jay: OH...Well, my Mom bought those to use on me. She modifies them using two diapers, taped back to front with the wings cut off one in front and taped to the ones in the back to stretch the reach of the wings in the back. Mom says that most larger diapers have way less absorbency than toddler diapers do. SO, she bought them to use on me inside my cheaper diapers like a two-tier fountain absorbency system instead of booster pads when I run out of the booster pads.
John's Wife: I....see (Nodding) Well, any of those diapers that are leftover, are going into the vehicle when it's time anyhow....so, clean or not they are being crushed with you. Now, we usually keep all of your wet diapers around at least until it's time to load them and your things and you into the vehicle. that way, as my husband said, it gets rid of everything at once. My Husband doesn't care if we take you out for walks around the yard, as long as we put you back where you are supposed to be until it's crushee-crushee time......Al...right, let’s go...get you and your....diapers and things weighed....o...k hon? Come on, time to go get all...nice and weighed. (Grabbing her hand-held radio ) Hey Cali? Can.....you get Jay's diapers and things over to the Scale-House so we can weigh them? I am taking Jay over there now. (CALI: Sure....give me a few minutes and...I will meet you over there)
John's Wife: Thanks. Jay, When we get to the scale-house, I will need you to stand on the scale while we load your diapers and things on the scale then wait there while the weight is recorded. Once that's done, I will take you back over to where we keep you and your things until it's crushing time...ok? If you need something to drink or eat, let us know. Do you have any.....questions?
****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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