Right, but see, if there were 830948578745 you in the universe then the unique you would get to do whatever you wanted whenever you wanted because your 830948578745 versions were saving the world TOO. So if you wanted to go after big pharma for being dicks or craft some fucking genius civil rights defense, you could, but if you just wanted to get baked with me, then you'd know it was still being taken care of. I got this, brah.
Chyeah. But I call dibs on being in the middle of the snug sandwich first. <3