 There's nothing funny about the storms, but I can just see off the coast of Africa little storms twirling around and hollering, me next, me next, me next, you know. I want to be the big boy. Eventually all will. Yeah, I want to be the big boy. And, you know, there's no good place. They've got to go somewhere. But I guess, and this people of Mexico and Texas wouldn't like it, but that's one of the better places at least, I think, for the least amount of damage compared to the East Coast or up straight up in the Gulf of Mexico.