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Electronic Load, meet Gaelic Drain. Green to the gills with the blackest remembered hate, Orange too combusting under the leaves of smoldered grudges; but business gets done. Careful you don't get did too, twice if you made it out from under once before, the shock of surviving is often too much for some, and three times is another ball of wax teeth gone chomp, gone daddy gone into the staring distance, very gone through the eyes boring, yet not there, gone.