When I was in high school, I had a girlfriend. Most of the guys had a girlfriend. The same one I mean. But she told me I was special. I was number 300 and a nice round number. She said, David, you're special, so you deserve a special bonus. Took me three trips to the doctor to get rid of it. It's really not me to say she was easy, but two weeks later, she gave the same bonus to number 400. Kind of wished that the local Ford dealer had the same customer service attitude. But unlike me, number 400 kept his bonus. Jokes on me. He got 16 medical deferments from the draft. I would have served my country, but they wouldn't let me from Canada, I mean. But it's not like I went to Canada to avoid the guns in Vietnam. I was avoiding the guns in the United States.