 But, you know, he directed that at me initially, and I say if Jackson's that miserable of a place to live, then let everybody have all the fireworks and alcohol and cigarettes they want. It's not that miserable when Big Rick drives to Paris to get his gasoline. It gives us a chance to catch our breath. It really does. Well, it's going to take y'all. Y'all need to hurry up and get 100,000 more bumpkins to live in your little town so you can pay your bills.