 Are you kidding me? That is far beyond what I call a shooting BBs at the moon bet or, you know, needle in a haystack. This is ridiculous. Now they're betting he might be rookie of the year. Okay. You need to lie down with a cold compress, get yourself some warm milk and soft music. Maybe it'll go away. Maybe it won't. You're better off lighting the money on fire. At least it'll keep you warm. Of course, why would you need to do that? It's 115 degrees here. But I digress.