It's very odd approaching a second draft. It's kind of like approaching a wild, possibly rabid animal. You don't want to make any sudden movements or else it might attack you-- but it also needs to get the fuck out of your yard.
AKA... I'm tacking this second draft. It's bizarre, going back and just sighing and cutting and cutting away and replacing it with something new.
Man, I wish I was funny haha. It would make this script sooo much better.
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