 Morning, my buddies. How y'all doing? We're good. We're good. Okay, I'm the one that texted in yesterday morning. I was going to get my wife to record the view. Oh, boy. For all of us. Yeah, yeah. I got home last night, tried to watch it. Damn, we threw up just turning it on anyway. Joey Bayhart kind of looked like a Saturday night drunk standing in front of a bottle of liquor that couldn't get a sip. I mean, she looked like a time bomb that wanted to explode. And, uh...