 And Mark would, you know, obviously guys like Antoine and those guys, all guys from inner cities. And my language wasn't the greatest either. But every day with Mark, if he made a mistake, he would say, frick. And constantly, frick, frick, frick. And finally, after a week of this, I said, Mark, I can tell you whatever God that you pray to, he knows what you mean. So why don't you just say it or drop it?