I remember when you took me to. When we went to Beverly Hills jiu jitsu. I remember probably the first class, a guy grabbed me and held me just against his chest, and my face was in his Gi. And I couldn't breathe. I didn't know what to do, so I reached up, and I was, like, grabbing his throat, which you're not, but I was panicking, and he was like, whoa. You know, whatever. I was like, oh, I didn't know. I just played it off, but I was gone. I was gone. He was like, I was gonna tap from a chest.