 Oh, yeah, and the bocce ball. Yeah, my husband told me that the guy at the bar told him that they're going to build a bridge. They're going to build a tunnel instead of a bridge. Oh. Now, all the bocce ballers are like, wait, guess what? And it goes on and on and on and on. By next Wednesday, half the state will be saying they are going to build a bridge, a tunnel instead of a bridge.