shame and barefoot, you know? Yeah. I remember one time when I was living in Atlanta, I was working in Atlanta on a radio station and I had been I had just started dating this guy and did not anticipate spending the night at his house, but I did. And so when I went back home, I didn't want to put on the outfit that I was wearing the night before. And he had given me one of his like oversized t-shirts to sleep in. So I was like, I'll just go home in this. It's fine. And then like shower and put on real clothes. Well, I am driving and I realized that I am like out of gas, like at the fumes stage. And I was like, crap, crap, crap. I have to get gas. So I had to pull over to a gas station and get gas wearing only a t-shirt and no pants. And that was a great