I should've thought about that... [He's gutted chickens and squirrels before (thanks to a "friend" back home) but oh, this? This is way worse. Coughing into an arm, Glenn gives a nod, tries to sober up enough so he can watch the other at work.] Ugh, hands-on activities? Get out of here.
[Annnd turning away again once there's that squick sound for the thing being opened.] Aww, come on-!
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[Annnd turning away again once there's that squick sound for the thing being opened.] Aww, come on-!