 You know, and the one girl, I mean, you know, I can understand in the heat of the moment she was all flustered and everything that she was fumbling with her gun trying to get it back in the holster. So, and now, of course, the crazies are out there in Milwaukee. No KKK. You know, they love those little rhyming things. Get a new shtick, you know. Find something else to say. But in case you haven't, oh, do you want to hear that? Let's see what she's saying.