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Not my style, man. Anything you've got to suck on or slurp on it to get the tiniest little bit of meat out of there, ah, it's not worth it. Plus, I know what those little SOBs eat. And they eat the crap, literally, from every other fish in the water. Everything that floats to the bottom or sinks to the bottom, sorry, that's what they eat. You want to eat something that survives solely on excrement? Not me, that's for sure. But yeah, I liked that job. Next to IT work, that was my favorite thing that I ever did, believe it or not. Um, just standing on the bow of that boat at 3 o'clock in the morning, going out through the narrows of St. John's Harbor into the open ocean. Just awesome. And I mean, it's not like, you know, you're going fishing, right? You're not, you don't have a pole and a reel and stuff, you're not casting out nothing. You're throwing these pots. You throw them one day, you haul them, empty them, and then you throw them back in the water. And there's 200 of these things. That's what we'd throw every day, was 200 pots. Ah, so first we'd haul them in. They're tied together. For anybody that's never seen or done crab fishing before, the big pots or traps are tied together 50 in a string. So each one is tied to the one next to it with about 20 or 30 feet of rope separating them. About 10 feet of rope separating them, I guess. And you throw those to the bottom, you throw them in the water and they sink to the bottom because they're made of steel. And then the crab get into them. These things are all baited up, you know, with squid. That was the most disgusting part of it all, I think, was baiting the hooks, or skivers as we call them. Baiting the skivers with, um, squid. I don't like squid. It stinks. And it's just not something I want to deal with. Let me reset.