I hope to have a lot of my grandma's super conservative. She's 95 years old. She's still on. Nobody wants that, but she's here. I went home and I was hanging out with her. She's worn out her both. I'm not quite honest. Nice lady. We're all sick of shit. I went home for Christmas Thanksgiving. We have a nice meal. And we're all sitting down in the living room trying to enjoy each other's company. And my grandma just out of nowhere is like, you know, I just don't like the way everybody's on their phones all the time. But I'm not going to interact with somebody else. It looks like the other of the eye has a conversation to me more. And we're all like, fuck you grandma. And then I swear to God, within the next five minutes, she passed out with snoring in her chair. Like, yeah, we interact with this fuck face. Great conversation we're having with you. Epic writ. Like Jack has. She doesn't have a job, my whole life. My life! She's never worked a day. My grandpa died a few months before I was born. She's been collecting Social Security and racking out the farm ever since. She hasn't lived in a finger to their shit. The only time she's yelled at me to get a job. Ah! Runs all over me. Don't you go get a job. Suck in the government's tits. Is that what you get your money? Is the government going to fuck yourself, grandma? Get it over yourself. Greatest generation of mine has. Collecting money from the dumb, dumb idiot of a job. Suck in the ways he piece of shit. I want to throw away something. You know what I mean? It's all some fucking afghan smoothie wants. That shit outta here. It'll be productive. Start a meth lab, grow some weed, do something. Start turning the profit, granny. We gotta farm. You're not doing shit with him. She's a wonderful lady. She's the sweetest old woman I've ever done. But I just shit all over her.