So my uncle works at a furniture company out in Pittsburgh. I'm not sure what he does exactly, but he always tells the family stories about how him and his buddies always mess around there, but he never forgets to mention how dangerous the job is. About a week ago we received a phone call from my aunt, she said that his fooling around had finally gotten the best of him -- He fell into the upholstery machine. As you can imagine, everybody in the family was a wreck, but not for long.
Uncle John was completely recovered.
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