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Little flips like that, gosh, in the heat of the moment can be forgiven. I've done it myself a couple of times over the years. I think only twice. But once I remember it very clearly, I was on D-Star and I was on a loaded reflector. There was a bunch of people around. We used to be chatting in the morning. And I was on a portable. I was walking, I slipped on some ice. And buddy, it was the F-bomb heard around the world because it was not fun. And it was loud and very expletive. So yeah, in the heat of the moment, what the heck did I just do? Those ones can be forgiven. It's not like you came out and told everybody to F off, deal with their effing business and all this stuff. People, especially in vehicles, man, they don't realize, or maybe they do and they just don't care. You know, their own little world is the only thing going on, right? So they speed through school zones and construction zones and things like that. And they put lives in jeopardy. And then when you yell at them, they'll lock up their brakes and come back and turn on you. Like they weren't just doing 30 over the speed limit and almost mowed down your dog, probably almost hit a few kids and stuff. But because you yelled at them, their day no longer takes priority. Now they want to come back and fight with you. Man, I tell you, my dad is particularly approval for driving. He is absolutely insane behind the wheel. He'll yell at people, he'll scream, he'll get out of his vehicle, he'll threaten people. Oh man, he is unbelievable. My anxiety level, driving in the car with my dad is always at 100%. It is. He can tell. And he rips me about it because he knows. Like I'm sitting there like a ball of anxiety and like he's yelling at people and like if someone cuts him off, oh my God, the war has begun if someone cuts him off. Because he'll chase you, he'll go 50 miles out of his way just to catch up with you and have a confrontation. But as dad, he's always been that way. And I think the older he gets, the worse he gets. Because now he's just like, you know, a spiteful old man. He wants to, you know, he just wants to fight with everybody. And I'm thinking to myself, I'm like, Dad, like, you never know when I go out with you if I'm going to get in a fight with someone. Because if dad gets in a fight, obviously I've got his back. And, you know, I don't usually go out prepared to get in a fight with someone. But when I'm with dad, oh yeah, you know, I'm prepared. I could definitely need to jump out of the vehicle at any time and get his back. Literally at the drop of a hat, his temper can go off. I've been following this guy on Facebook and YouTube recently called The Raging Italian. And this guy, he says more expletives in a sentence than anybody I've ever heard in my life. He's always yelling about something. But you can tell, he loves his kid.