Yay.
I'm not prone to the overly sentimental. But you know that feeling you got when you were small and you were dropped off at preschool? That horrifying sense of dread that you would be there forever, with the group leader that mixed up the names of all the Thundercats, and the smelly kid who slurped his own mucus as it ran down his face? And you know that feeling you got when your dad finally showed up to take you home? This is sort of like that.

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