 Where'd you hear this? I got the dope straight from Ole at the Elks Club and rushed right over and drew out all our life savings. Yeah, but, McGee, this may be just a rumor. A rumor, my clavicle. You know me better than that. I don't fall for stuff some ignorant busybody starts. Out of my way. Stand back, kiddo. I want to bury this dough deep.