 I tell you, I've gone out and I've played cowboy poker. And I was the last one to leave, and my buddy was working the barrel. And I thought, hey, why don't I go out there and fight the bull? And I went out and I rolled the barrel towards that bull. He put his head down and hit it. And I felt that strength of that animal go through my arms, into my body. I jiggled like a mold of Jell-O.