I'll admit I was pretty toasted when we crashed. I can admit to that. I don't have any reason to lie about that. I have a lot of problems but I'm honest about them. And Zixxy was even more fucked up so it's good I was at the wheel if you think about it. We were being relatively responsible. And the crash wasn't that bad. The airbags didn't even deploy, you know. Which is kinda crazy actually, if I'm being honest, which I am; I'm not going to try and hide anything about what happened. And really I don't think anyone saw. It was kind of the best crash you could have. I'm not worried. I mean, I think it's worrisome that the airbags didn't deploy, if I'm being honest with you, which I am, because we really hit pretty hard, despite the crash not being that bad. Like, I'm okay, but we're lucky Zixxy's not in a coma, actually. He was fucked. So I mean, yes, I was pretty fucking toasted – just leveling with you here – but the crash sobered me up because I hit my head on uh, whatever it's called. The thing with the buttons. But I should have hit my head on an airbag, is what I'm trying to say. So forgetting the crash and why it happened for a minute, if you can use that big brain of yours for a sec to hold more than one thought a time, something – something outside of my control, if you get what I mean – went wrong here, and I think that should be the real point of inquiry here. I could have died. I mean, I almost died. We really hit the dirt there. There should have been an airbag. So it's actually probably good that someone crashed because otherwise you'd have no idea the airbags don't work on these things. You should be sending that back to HQ first and foremost. Because I can like 99% guarantee no one saw us. The planet is so big and there's only like what, three billion people? So chill the fuck out. Damn. I think they call it Earth, by the way. Which is what I thought we'd be talking about. But no, let's focus on how drunk I am. Was. Whatever. Can we break for lunch?