the wild was the main no i i'm with you on that you know i i uh i was watching the browns game here at home using a certain dot club url and um because it was not on national television and you No, I'm just here in my little neighborhood in Seattle, and then at halftime of the Browns game, I run to the little drugstore across the street, get myself some more Totino's pizza rolls. This time I went with the rolls, and while I'm running over there to get some snacks, I see somebody who's kind of decked out in Browns stuff. Browns face mask, wearing a Browns hat, I think, and maybe a Browns shirt. Throwing batteries at Santa. Wait, that's the Eagles mask. I think the Browns used to do that back in the dog pound days of the 80s as well. But anyway, so I see this person and I'm just so compelled. I mean, I'm listening to the halftime show on my headphones and I'm just thinking like another Browns fan. And I'm so compelled to say something to this guy. And I do. I just I'm kind of walking behind him as we're both entering the store at the same time, kind of going back to the same area. And I said, you're a Browns fan, too. And he's like, oh, yeah. I'm like, I'm listening to the game right now. He's like, oh, yeah. Are you also at the Westie? I was like, oh, yeah. I thought it was like this miracle unicorn sighting of another Browns fan in my neighborhood because I temporarily forgot that the Seattle Browns watching bar is a block away from where I was. Of course I'm going to see Browns fans. And it kind of – I felt like an idiot kind of for a second because I was just like – I want to be like, well, I mean, are we best friends? I mean, do you just want to hang out? Like we're both Browns fans in Seattle You're like, you're a moth