I have a question regarding sibling relations. It hurts me, but I have to admit that my older sister is jealous of me. I do not know if it's envy or jealousy, but I know it is an unhealthy feeling. I have other sisters, but this particular one has demonstrated jealous traits, and has also done so many things to put me down. I have gone through worse scenarios with her, but I shall tell you of a recent one that took place, where there has been lee evil than other accidents.
P1: OSB
Oh Shit Bag. An emergency bag you keep in the back of your ride in case you end up in an emergency. Usually has roadside items, and a day’s worth of food, water, First Aid, and any other emergency you could face day to day. Pretty much a bag for when shit happens. Hence the “Oh Shit” part.
This is my OSB. I don’t touch it unless I absolutely need it.
Sarcastic term for da infamous "government-surplus cheese" equivalent in da bedclothes-department --- i.e., da heavy rough scratchy deplorably-crappy grayish-purple "compressed and fused lint-balls" comforter dat da State doles out to indigent individuals/families during da colder months, and dat usually falls apart after just one season.
I can certainly see how ground-up-cloth-remnant blankets would indeed likely be comparatively cheap to produce, but real cloth is much sturdier and longer-lasting, and so it seems to me dat it would actually cost Uncle Sam less in da long run to give low-income folks actual-woven-fabric "layers of warmth" instead of those lousy-a** OSB blankets, since they would not have to keep being replaced with new ones so often.