 And the folks, the nice folks that wanted to believe because they didn't want to come out here and fight, they said, oh, no, he's clean. There was a lot of us folks that knew where this sick bastard was. And we said, you get him one, old you. People say, he can't, there ain't no more. January slipped by, and all people got roguish. They said, look at him, he made a month, you know. February came in and left.