I really wanted to make a Sixth Sense joke in the title of this post, but thankfully I managed to overcome my deep-seated desire to fill this blog with nine year old pop culture references and decided that classic Seuss was the way to go. Now to offend some of you.
Well, the next time I have to dispose of the body of some chick I knocked up and then knocked out, I’m going drum shopping.
People, dead pregnant women jokes are the new dead baby jokes, try and keep up.
Preuss J, Strehler M, Dressler J, Risse M, Anders S, Madea B. Dumping after homicide using setting in concrete and/or sealing with bricks–six case reports. Forensic Sci Int. 2006 May 25;159(1):55-60. Epub 2005 Nov 15.
Concrete sounds like less work. Just mix and pour, none of that bricklaying shit.
Hayashiba Y, Fukuyama T, Kita T, Shintaku K, Furuya Y. [Scalp hairs of a mummified body found in a space under a factory boiler chimney] Igaku Kenkyu. 1983 Mar;53(2):105-10. Japanese. No abstract available.
Haruki didn’t come home from work one day. And no one ever saw him again. Until they found his mummified corpse beneath a boiler chimney.
Dudes, the Mob does this all the time! Haven’t you seen Dick Tracy? That shit gave me nightmares for weeks! Er, a couple of nights. And I definitely didn’t wet the bed twice in that time, no sir.
How exactly do you get the body into the wall? Does it involve as much sawing and drywalling as I think it does?