God that's horrible. Nothing labeled, nothing color coded, no wiring scheme that I can think of.
Our IT department at work would just faint dead away at the sight of this.
I think I'll send them the link...
I CALL DIBS ON THEIR LIVERS AND KIDNEYS!!! We'll go half in with the hearts.
And they have SNACKS hidden away in their breakroom!
I know they're there! ALL THAT YUMMY GOODNESS LOCKED AWAY!
Soon it will be ours! OURS!!!!
:plans on killing you so he doesn't have to share the booty:
*gives Pun a ticket and shows him the line, which reaches all the way past Andromeda 3 times in a row*
Don't worry, I'll hook ya up. You're gonna get to cut in line half way. I should get to you in about 500 billion years. Don't lose your ticket.
*taps his combadge and opens a comlink to his rubber chicken first officer, Murray* Hey Murray. Cancel my life insurance policy with Punisher Life Insurance, and take out a 6 trillion dollar policy on Pun with me as beneficiary. Also, do you feel like hidden snacks and intestines for dinner tonight?