I was in the grocery store the other day, went over to the produce section, so where I could get a few things, and when I get over by the potatoes and a sweet potatoes, they got them all piled up. There's this elderly lady there, and I stood and waited my turn. I didn't want to, you know, get too close or anything, and she like looks over at me and says, oh, it's okay. You can shop too. So I go about my business, I'm standing next to her, and she grabs two of these huge sweet potatoes. You know, she's holding them like this, she looks over at me. Reminds me of mine, husband, Polly, and I looked over and was like, that huge, huh? She said, no, that dirty.