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See a funny thing, you know, with tempers flaring, an old roommate, a man who moved a long time ago, but when she used to live with me at the Toronto house, she smashed her Echo device clear to pieces one day. It got on her last nerve. She was just tired. She said it was very mocking and jeering when it would say, Sorry, I don't understand. And it just seemed that's all it would say for everything. And so one day it just struck her wrong. She had to look up something that was very important and it let her down and smash, smash, smash, smash, smash, smash, smash. And then she cut the cord to ribbons. And then I was like, well, man, someone could have used that cord. But anyways, so yep, she smashed that thing to smithereens. And what happens is they don't really smash quite to pieces. It was like the internal parts of it was all screwed up so that it wouldn't even restart anymore or anything. I can't believe she would have tried to retry, like, plug it in after she abused the hell out of it. But yep, she was mad at AI. I get mad at AI too, but I don't know if I've acted like that before. She was like busting buttons, all right? Like, you know, on your vest. I don't know. Just losing her blood pressure over the stupid bitch. And it's not even real. It's a machine. So, okay, just wanted to share that. These devices work better if you don't smash them. Okay, I will see you somewhere. I don't know. This thing goes back to mums later, I guess, right? So, no promises. Catch you later. Have fun. Back to you, Gray from VA3KKY. Take care.