 we would yell nonsense. Just syllables. Out the window, and you yell it angrily at somebody, and they're walking out. You come back here and say that. You don't know what the hell I said, but you're ready to fight me. You have no idea what I said, but you're ready. And we just would amuse. Sometimes we got chased. Sometimes we had things thrown at us. We were stupid, like I said. So John, who's half Lebanese and half Polish,