 After a pie-eating contest. Castor oil, right? Yeah, yeah. The pie-eating contest. It was wild. I do have a story of embarrassment. I was at a bar underage, and I was working for a DJ company. Very much like Danny G. Danny, I was the roadie where I would help the DJ carry his turntables and records. I was a freshman in college. It was like a summer part-time job. Yeah, good way to get involved. Yeah, you'd be like, yeah, I'll throw you 50 or 100 bucks. Carry my stuff, set it up, break it down, put it back in his truck. I was his little roadie. Yeah.