If something dies out, it becomes extinct. If a person dies, that obvisinty means they're not coming back. The pundera is like the pandar in it, it's like the pander, isn't it? All right. Carl, tell us say, what are you doing with your life now? We don't want it to become extinct. I do wonder if they'd go, ah, well, we don't wants it to becoming extinct. Ah, what's the point anyway, of the pander? They're dying out, but what's their anyway?