 Now it's time for me to say adios amoebas and ride on off into the sunset. So until we meet again next time for another edition of the Risky Biscuit Hayseed Hoot. Adios. Thanks for listening. Pray for rain. Get up, Jacob. Days are breaking. All coffees are cooking and there's bread and bacon. Roll out, cowboy. Come and get it. Get it while she's hot or I'll throw her out and spit in the skillet.