 Yeah, them chicken coops was full of bears and choppers filled the skies. Well, we shot the line. We went for broke with a thousand screaming trucks and 11 long-haired friends of Jesus in a chartreuse microbus. Hey, rubber duck to a soft buster. Come on there. You have 10-4 soft buster. Listen, you want to put that microbus in behind that suicide jockey? Yeah, he's hauling dynamite. He needs all the help he can get.