At the Cleveland improv once. Like, I was. I was grinding through a rough set, and this guy in the third goes. He goes, that's terrible, man. Like, that, like, fully auto loud. Like, this guy's terrible. What's up, man? And then some lady in the back goes, your mama should have swallowed that nut. Like, meaning, like, this is in cleveland. Yeah, the Cleveland improv. Wow. I was like, damn. I go, you, dad should have stuck around to raise you. And then. And then, like, I got out of there pretty quick. It was. What did she say when you said that? It was just. There was so much oohing and awing and, like. And swearing. And then she was. She was removed. So, like, she was allowed to say her thing. I said my thing, and then there was like, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Like, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. And then they actually throw them out. What happened after that? The show calmed down or. No? Yeah, they let me. It was like, as I'm winding into the closing bit of the set, so I was like. It was right before I shut it down anyway. Like, it was. I was about to close and I. Yeah, I mean, I remember I walked pretty fast off stage, though, as I got out of there. But that was. That was. There were some rough sets in that room, man. Yeah, Cleveland's rough. Yeah. But. But hilarities is pretty fucking different. That's different.