So I was out this weekend for a veterans event at the Lucas Kenny Fairgrounds. And I did, while I was there, learn that I am especially not an outdoor girly. And this is all because as I was talking, there was like a group of vets around me. And these gentlemen, first of all, if you have an older person in your life, maybe it's a grandparent, please call them. Please call them. They need people to talk to. And I love them, and they're the most adorable people in the entire world. Until I learned that they didn't really care about me in return. And that's why when I was talking to him, I had inadvertently swallowed a bug, a fly. I believe it was a fly. And I could feel it still moving. And you know how you're mid-conversation, nobody knows what's happened, and you're trying to play it off. And so you just start doing like the... And you're like going and going, and it's not stopping. Did any one of these guys go, can I get you something to drink? Are you okay? Did something happen? They just all looked at me weird and then slowly backed away and walked away from me. And nobody helped me. You've never swallowed a bug before? It's been a long time. I don't know if you know this, Mike.