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A little of both
Every time the Cancer Council gets mentioned
Remember when the world learned about gain of function research?
Clocking in for my shift at the ol disease factory. The scabbed, tumour-riddled lab rat who uses his teeth to bite down on my punch card shrugs and says “Eh… it’s a livin’”
Goddam, I remember this from the Flintstones, but I think it was a beaver.
Edit: nope, it was a croc that was the punch card puncher, the beavers were the stoplights.
I got to be the 666th updoot, hail Satan!
