 Not necessarily dealers. But you remember what Joe said. He held up his fingers and said, if you have a piece of crack on you, that's the size of a quarter. You're going to jail for five years. And no ifs, ands, or buts. Of course, there was an asterisk that said, unless, of course, you're my son Hunter. In that case, well, then, you're certainly not going to go to jail. But everybody else is going to be going to jail. Absolutely. For five years, no probation, no nothing. The judge doesn't have a choice. Now, he ran for office.