Last night Mom picked up some baby wipes that were on sale at the local CVS. Upon getting them to the house, she handed them to me, and I commented that they were made in the People's Republic of China. She grabbed them back from me and insisted on returning them to the store, since she doesn't "want antifreeze on my grandchild's butt." Hee hee!
There are all sorts of crazy stories out of China these days.
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