Now, in his defense, I don't think he's a regular listener to the podcast, but he was like... To his credit, he was not interested. Yes. But he did, I think, listen to a little bit, and so he dropped me an email a while back and sent me some photos. I think he heard me talking about my old skateboard or something, and he actually had a photo of it. Anyway, I haven't talked to him in person or really had a chance to really, really, like, talk about our experiences growing up. And we never did it, right? Like, since the last time I saw him sometime in grade school or high school. And so it was really interesting. I was trying hard not to ignore, like, the listeners who were there and stuff. But I also didn't want to ignore Tim, somebody I hadn't seen in 20 years. And we were reminiscing. And, boy, did we start reminiscing hard. And I have a pretty bad memory, believe it or not, based on I tell you the stories I do remember. And I'm proud when I learned that I got a lot of the details right. But I am the type of person when I'm talking about high school or something, somebody will say, oh, yeah, I remember so-and-so, remember so-and-so. And I'm like, no, I don't remember that person at all. One of the big reasons I don't want to go to a reunion, by the way, because I just feel like my memory fails me too much on that stuff. So anyway, Tim and I are kind of going deep. We're remembering our teachers. We're remembering our classrooms. I'm glad to hear that he's enjoying geeking out on this stuff as much as I do. We're reminding each other of stories, et cetera. And we start talking about our teachers, and we start saying, like, which one did you have in sixth grade? Then we start going backwards, fifth, fourth. You guys know how numbers work. And we get back to second grade. We get back to second grade. That was a pretty good burn. Say that on the mic. Yeah, we remember. We know how words work. See, I blew it around. Okay, good. There you go, proof of concept. I believe John said we know how numbers work, not so much words. Anyway, so we're in second grade for some reason, and Tim is remembering some specific story or something. He said, you know, and you had your panic button. And I said, what? He's like, remember? Oh, what? And he said, remember you had your panic button, like, up on your shirt. And I laughed really hard because I thought, I had a lot of, like, actual buttons, like lapel buttons or whatever when I was a kid, like little sarcastic buttons. Do you remember what was on any of them? I had a bunch of California Raisin ones, like whatever. So I laughed thinking that I must have had some novelty button that said panic or something on it. You could push your panic button. But I'm like, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, wait, what are you talking about my panic button? Was it just a novelty button? He said, no, you know, the little patch, the little round patch that your mom put on your shirt every day. It was your panic button. And I said, what are you talking about? He said, I said, was it like a pin? He's like, no, no, no, it was like a piece of cloth. I don't know how she affixed it, but you had it on your shirt every day.