I've been this group of men that are there for one another. And I feel that's lacking in many male friendships. How did it happen? Well, I was sitting here going like a hell of a while. Some people come into the circle and some fall out. For what's that? Scary butsy was there. A few years ago. Hey Joe, I'd love to wear your face. Just his smile was blinding everyone. He came in the room 10 minutes before he arrived. You know, literally that are no longer here. That bonds this group even more. It does keep us or keeps me from like spinning out of feeling like, you know, it's great