I don't know if I've ever told you this. My dad used to do something when he was, like, fixing food for me and my sister. He'd say, you know, we'd say, hey, Dad, can we have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? He'd say, yeah, and he's making it. Then he'd say, do you want it with or without? And then we'd have to make the decision. What is he talking about, with or without? And, of course, if we said with or without what, he'd say, I don't know, just with or without. We'd be like, with, and it'd be like, ah, boogers or mayonnaise or something gross like that. He'd probably, you know, my dad would not go the booger route. he's a dignified man but he would you know choose some sort of condiment like ketchup like no it was a lose-lose game uh you could never choose what would happen if you said without he'd be like without jelly oh oh without bread okay oh geez you got me foiled again