I think I talked about this maybe on Cairo when we were off taping new shows. But the way I get rid of my Christmas tree is unusual, I think, by most people's standards. You eat it? Yeah, I eat the whole thing, and then I poop in the woods. And then I think, like, this is the best. I'm being a good person. And it comes out exactly, like, fully reconstructed, and it's very painful. It's not great. And then Genevieve is there just doubled over laughing at me the whole time, as she's wanted to do in my lowest moments. But the way I get rid of my Christmas tree is because we – you see where I live, Luke. You know, like, we have garbage pickup on the side of the road, but it's a very commercial district. We're the only, like, kind of residential area here, so it's a little bit weird and awkward. And so I don't know exactly what would happen if I just left my Christmas tree out on the curb. I can tell you that the businesses that I'm neighbors with would not love it. I wouldn't love that vibe. And so what I do is we have these really strong kind of pruning shears. And I just prune the tree down to nothing but a stick in our living room. And I take all of the bows, boughs, I guess, that I've trimmed off the tree, and I just put them in the compost one by one. And then eventually I'm just left with the trunk sticking up from the Christmas tree stand. But it's pretty thin at the top, so I can even take the shears and shear it into two. And then I put those into the compost bin downstairs, which, you know, there are arguments to be made that this isn't the best way of doing it. But it all fits in my compost yard waste bin. we take it out to the curb the next Sunday night and, you know, God willing, it's all gone by Monday. And it's relatively easy to keep the mess contained by doing it this way, as opposed to trying to drag a dried out Christmas tree outside, like across the living room and outside. I think it would just like drop needles all over the place. So this is my way of containing the issue. But in doing all of that, I created a huge mess of pine cones outside in our garbage area. Actually, Genevieve did. We lost a little piece of the Christmas tree stand, and Genevieve was concerned that it was in the compost bin that at this point was now totally full of Christmas tree boughs, but she went digging in it, and now we have just piles and piles of needles out in our shared garbage area, and I kind of keep sweeping them up into a little corner pile and thinking, I'm going to watch you compost over the next several months, but I don't think that's actually going to happen.