I was given a choice to either make my baby his milk 3% (fat%) or 10%...
"Make it by hand." They said.
"Here. You can only use dead people."
Me:"!?"
"Take her. She's been frozen for a week."
(I stared at the dead lady who they dragged out of the freezer. She looked pink and blue. Her face was sad.)
"She's quite fat. We'll cut her arms off and parts of her pelvis. ...would you like to keep the head? "
Me:"yeahhh...I'll keep it. There's good fat in the brain."
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