 I'm sure half of them, if they could drink whiskey for a living, Brian, might be the only other. Half of them do. Okay, that's true. All you need is a whiskey and a chiropractor, right? That's exactly right. Sometimes you need the whiskey and not the chiropractor. Brady Hill out of South Dakota, he's on the bag of red chickens. Red chickens? Okay. Well, we know cows go moo and chickens go? Squawk.