I didn't have a liner in mine either... class warfare..
The coldest I ever been, or as a kid, was in a pair of them.. I was probably 6 or 7, first duck hunting trip. My father and a friend slipped a boat in at the dead river in Bettyneck. It was sleeting that morning, I know I didn't have good enough clothes, but never did, never showed weakness except for that morning. They threw this "cover" over me until I couldn't take it anymore.. then pulled up to the bank because they were killing ducks and gave me the keys to the truck. I laid on the plastic floor of his old Ford with the floor vents on for a good bit.


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