Hey guys, this is about the uh old Mexican panic attack deal. So, uh my cousin, uh, she grew up in Catholic school, you know goody 2 shoes when she was younger. I would have called her a snob but uh, she went to college at FSU right, you know second weekend their calls, her mom says she's shaking. Uh, she's nauseous. Uh, she wants to go to the hospital that she's never felt so sick and that she can't attack and uh and her mom thankfully knew exactly what was going on asked. What did you do last night? Oh, we went to this frat party. And you know, I might have Dr. Drank in a little bit of Yang or meister and she goes grab a Gatorade grab some ibuprofen and uh lie down and close all the shutters. You're hung over as heck. So I guarantee you if that if my cousin was in Mexico and that happened she would have been on a helicopter back to back to the US because she had no idea what the heck was going on so my bet they had a panic attack and Uh just lost their business and had to fly home because they didn't know what else to do because Mom and Dad wasn't there. Anyway, we we'll pop pop pop.