 Never found him. Oh, wow. That's even worse. The dude we were beating up was his friend, but he didn't sit, which I get a mistake for, but I've actually seen him, and I've actually had to walk out of the bar because I don't know how to do it. If I stay here, I'm going to break this dude's neck. Right. Yeah. Yeah. And I already had kids and had a good job at that point when I saw the dude, and I'm like, dude, this is the worst. High road. Gotta go. High road, yep. Yeah. Trust me, if I was drinking more, there's no high road I would have. Oh, yeah. No.