 Have you got some draft beer over there? Yes, sir. Well, go ahead and get me a gallon of draft beer. I said, okay. So I go ahead and get him a gallon of draft beer. You know, he'd wash his little milk jug out. Then my Uncle Paul, somebody comes over there and goes, man, there's some guys over here arguing saying he owns the place. What's his name, Paul Taylor? I said, he owns it. What does he want? He wants a beer. I said, get us a beer.