 Then they'd be up front smoking. If you tell mom and dad we're smoking, we're going to kick your butt. I'm like, uh, okay. You weren't smoking. And they'd just go out cruising in the car. I'd be back probably coughing my lungs up in the back seat. They probably didn't want to take you with, but they had to because they were in charge of you. Yeah, exactly. You never tattled on them for smoking? I probably did. I don't know. My sister would know more on that.